Every day I imagine in the place of Kistappa with mom. That night has also cleared me of another thing. Till then I thought that mom was doing it chea...ing the dad but from the night conversation I understood that she was doing it with dad’s knowledge, approval and permission. I also understood that she is enjoying fucking him.After that rarely I got a chance to touch her. But I also observed that mom and dad fuck each other on the same bed where Kistappa fucked her in the night after mid night.. This seemed horny and I started at the bottom and worked my way very slowly up to the top accidentally slipping my tongue into his unusually large asshole. He ordered to put more effort in and just in out of the hole for around a minute. It felt like I was licking a very warm Cornetto which is kind of bizarre but that's what I felt. he then laid me down face up on the floor of the shower and sat on my face. then said it might get a bit stinky as he let a fart rip. The vibration made my nose. I found out during the last twodays how much more enjoyable the sex I was having multiple times a daywas when the hot rushes heated my body and brought on wave after wave ofemotions, making me feel more submissive than I ever felt in my life. Mymoans and writhing body did something to the men that used me. They feltmore dominant and free to take what they wanted with a passion that theycould never find with the real women who worked in the house asprostitutes. The looks they gave me when they. " He kissed me deeply, placing my breasts in his hands. I whimpered as squeezed them. He began kissing down my body. He went down to my nipples, spending special time on each. He licked my, bit, and kissed each of them, pinching and twisting the other. It wasn't long before I was saying, "Mhmm, that feels so good." He moved down to my clit. He kissed and sucked on my clit. He taunted me by rubbing his finger over my pussy, but never entered. "Oh, mhmm. Fuck. Ugh. Mhmm." As I came, he did enter.