Aise hi mene 4 ya 5 bar kiya puri jor se mera land usaki pussy me dalta puri aandartak..Aur radhika khali kiss kar rahi thi.Badme usane mereko halkasa...chata mara aur bolli sale puchi fat jati toh kya karta..Toh mene smile karte bola teri gand bhi toh baki hai..Ye bolke mene usako chodna chalu kiya voh bhi apani kamar utha utha ke response de rahi thi..Usane mere pith ko pakada tha matlab hug kiya tha and me usako normal chod raha tha..Jab bhi me fast chodta voh usake nakhun se meri pit jorse. Laughingly, I said, “No dad, it is me Brad.” “Oh I thought it was your mom. Welcome home son,” He said. “Enjoy the show and when I’m done, perhaps you will want to fuck Mrs. Wilberforce. She is quite a nice fuck and loves young hard cock, and can never get enough,” He said. I sat down to enjoy the show and was quite impressed with my father’s staying power. He continued to furiously pound away as they both moaned and groaned. I new Mrs. Wilberforce was getting a good fucking because like all. To her distress she was becoming wet, but did as he said, keeping her thighs apart so it would be over soon. He wasn't gentle, wetting his cock against the wet lips of her cunt and pressing strongly into her. She muffled her cries in the bedspread as he ravaged her cunt, stretching her again as he stroked powerfully into her. Her body betrayed her again, and she climaxed as he held her hips, pushing fully into her.She felt him swell, his semen spurting and pulsing against her cervix. Her. Then he sent his next message.“do you remember the last time I was at yours? One night in particular springs to mind. I had taken a shower and we were both sat on your sofa watching television? Do you remember? I went to bed early if you recall?” Karen read his message with a thoughtful expression. She did remember but never really thought anything about it. Her brother sent another message.“confession time! I went to bed early, but not because I was tired?” now Karen was curious, she began to.