“I need to be held,” whispered a tipsy Brittney. “Can you just hold me?”“Okay!”Brittney and Al went to her bedroom. They crawled under the...covers. Al pulled her close and hooked his hardy arms around her. They rested just beneath Brittney’s natural 36B tits. He ran his calloused hands along the silhouette of her body still shrouded in the bathrobe. His dick stiffened.“I love you, Brittney,” he said almost inaudibly.“I love you too, Uncle Al.”“Let’s just try it one time.”Brittney agreed before. )Anita : jore jore thapao Prashant, amar gud ke phatiye dao. aaaaaaaah!! Aahhhhhh!!! Ei chorom sukhe ami more jabo.(ami ebar speed bariye chudte laglam)Anita : chodo chodo Prashant, amar gud ke phatiye dao, phatiye rokto ber kore dao aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!! Prashant, aj theke ami tomar amar puro sorier opor tomar adhikar, tumi jokhon chaibe, jokhon bolbe tokhoni ami chudate chole asbo….tumi amake amar borer samneo chudte paro, bajareo sobar samne chudte paro…aaahhhhhhhh!! Ami tomar chinal magi hoe. Like I did with her mother, I made her suffer through another orgasm before I stopped.Lying there on the couch naked and exhausted Cindy said, “Thank you for helping me with my homework assignment Daddy.”The next day when I got home from work Cindy was excited and told me that she had gotten an A+ on her homework assignment for me feeling her up and giving her an orgasm. When I panicked she said that she hadn’t told the class who had done it to her, but that her teacher had wanted to know after. If she was wearing panties, they were around her ankles.She parted her legs further, throwing one over mine, and sighed as my fingertips replaced hers in her sopping wet slit. She might have been fingering herself since before I sat down, based on how wet she was. I teased her slit a little, but she reached down and shoved my finger deep into her pussy. Without further hesitation, I fingered her as hard and fast as I could. I could her her breathing heavier, moaning softly, and I watched.