They’ve done some kind of operation (or something like that) too.Anyways we’re a high class family and my Dad is a Software Engineer and also he w...rks as a Project Coordinator, which means he has to go here and there for his duty, even abroad, so most of the time he is out. Now you guys know the background of my family, let me tell you some things about each one.My dad, Palitha is his name, has a good fat cock but he got nothing to do about these stories. So keep him away, Okay? My sister,. The old man's hips closed in on his wife, and he gently nestled his cock between the warm cheeks of her ass. It lazed about, drunken and not nearly erect enough to do any damage. He flicked it gently back and forth across her pussy, more like a tongue than anything.... concerning. It gathered at her entrance, and his hand tightened and pushed forward to trap blood in the final four inches of his member. It reddened and tightened, proud and angry against her lips. It inched gently forward. . ‘Dear Mrs. Weston, I saw you in the dining room today at lunch. I believe that I have something to show you that you’d be extremely interested in seeing. Would you please be gracious enough to join me for a cup of afternoon tea tomorrow afternoon at four? I pray you will accept my offer and look forward to your visit. Sincerely, Imelda Weston Clarke’“On a separate piece of paper she left me her address. I was intrigued to say the least. Who was this woman? What could she have to show me that. Since it was on my way I said sure. we got to the house and a light skinned older blk women about 5'6" 180 came to door with a see trough robe , big tities and what appeared to a small country for an ass waved he asked if I wanted come in and have a drink I said I no I'm good but he insisted so I said ok for minute.We got inside he said he this is my friend Sherri she appear to be drunk she hugged me grabbed my ass and said thanks for helping her baby I said no problem he whispered something.