” Mom kind of shocked me again. “His equipment, he got the super-sized upgrade, huh?” she winked. I gestured with my hands to show his 10-inch l...ngth. Mom let out a soft wolf-whistle. “Nice!” she smiled. She then gestured with her hands to almost the same length. “Dad? Really?” “Didn’t you ever wonder, growing up, why we never let you into our bedroom on Sunday mornings?” “Mom, you little slut!” I laughed. Mom made a proud gesture like she was polishing an apple against her blouse. “Damned. She did not respond properly and pulled her lips back. So, to complete her desire, once again I bent on my knees and lifted her gown. And without any delay, she removed her gown.I had a perfect view of my buddy’s mom’s pussy and her navel. I inserted my tongue between her vertical lips, spreading her legs a bit so I could lick it properly. She was enjoying it a lot. Her hands were in her long and silky hairs and then pressing her tits. She moaned, “Aaaahh,.. please don’t stop..aahhh..this is. Fir usne kuch photos mujhe dikhayi. Wo photos ritu didi ki thi or wo nahati hui ki jisme wo puri nude thi. Mera dimag kharab ho gya. Wo has raha tha or bola ki sb maine hi khichi h. M haran rah gaya. Or bola ki teri bhan ko ek baar apne sath sulana chahta hu. Or fir ritu ki photos ko kiss krne laga. Or kha ke aaj raat tumhari chat pr aa jana ritu ke sath 8 bje.Maine ye sb ritu ko btaya to wo bhi ghabra gyi or boli ke usne kisi or ko pics di to hm kya krenge.Maine kha ke usne mna kiya h or kha h. I spit the blood out all over his chest and watched in horror as it mixed with his sweat and dripped down onto me.Kissing my neck and rubbing his blood into my chest, he seemed to grow even bigger. Pushing me to my limits.“Don’t move” he said in a whisper.Out of fear I listened. “A little more” he cooed. He pushed in more. I could feel my body trying to accommodate him. More pain. Pain mixed with pleasure.Tingles through my small perky breasts.My legs straightened as I tried to make it easier.