A sharp taste hit me. My brother looked a little startled and embarrassed until he realised what my husband was signalling for him to do. Milf porn My breasts hung under my brother’s chin and he had to gently hold them up with his left forearm so he could see to guide himself in as I lowered myself onto him. They watched and waited, their gazes shifting between my eyes, my breasts, and my fingers on the waistband. They watched and waited, their gazes shifting between my eyes, my breasts, and my fingers on the waistband. It was a few minutes before we had gathered ourselves. Seeing that set my husband off too and he began releasing himself onto my belly. I pretended to think for a moment, but I already knew what I wanted: I told them I wanted my husband to sit beside my brother on the carpet, so I could watch them touch themselves.
