I reached down and placed my hand under her chin. I lifted her head up slowly and raised her up to me. I kissed her deeply for what was probably sever...l minutes. I pulled back.“Upstairs! I want you on the bed right now!” I said to her.She gave me a dirty look.I added, “Let’s go, this cock isn’t getting any harder!”I was not even sure where her bedroom was, but I guessed that I could figure it out.I got to the top of the stairs and I located it. I walked to her bed and lie-down flat on my back.. Mom ne kaha jhut math bol mujhe patha hai tune kal pani kuch milayithi mujhe pithehi ajeeb laga jab mai uthi to tumne apna lund meri chutme dalke soyethe kal meri acchi chudai ki hai tumne meri chudai agar nindme karoge to mujhe chudai ka maza kaise milega. Kyun kartheho aise agar chahiye tho sidha mujhse manglethe maine kabhi kisi cheez se mana ki hai kya tho. Mai uske bathen sunke lund khada hogaya maine apni pant utgari sidha usko pakadke usko jhukake pichese nighty uthake sidha lund andar. “Ass in the air, slut,” he commanded, moving around behind her as she, weeping still, raised her ass up in the air, her face still pressed into the sheets, presenting herself to him, her cunt an ugly red gash between her thighs, swollen and wet with lust.She wept not just from the pain, but from the need. “Oh god,” she thought, “please, please. I need it,” she wanted to beg, her ass swaying slightly as she trembled before him, her eyes tightly shut, the feel of his hand at her hips, his other. I walked over and lay on the ground, put my feet up on the bench and let the "lawn" prickle my back. Ran my hands down my flanks."Big bones." That's what Mom used to tell me. "You're not fat. You've got big bones."Well, it worked for a while, I guess, until I got a little older and saw I was plain heavy. Not fat, no, but definitely heavy. I felt my hips, the little roll above, over to my tummy and down. I tensed my abs. They were there, even if you couldn't see them in the mirror. I moved my.