"Juanita asked another question, "Do you have to have my social number? Is that important?"Recognizing the problem, I leaned down and asked quietly, "...as your husband a citizen?" Yes he was, but I never did get a social security card because when we came, we were escaping from Castro. My Jorge became a citizen, but I couldn't learn the language then. Eventually I did, but now I may be against the law, you know like the Mexicans, you know, a river back, um, I mean a wetback."Beth heard the. I pulled my boxers down and started to furiously jack off. It was one of the nicest feelings I have had, and I closed my eyes, and was biteing my lip, trying not to moan. Just as I was about to cum, I opened my eyes and looked over toward the bed and my sister was lying there with her eyes wide open and the quilt was moving around. she was rubbing herslef whilst watching me get off!! I freaked out and looked straight ahead and continued what I was doing. As I came it was mind blowing knowing. Lift the lid for me would you?"I feel someone grasping me under the arms and lifting me, turning me and dropping me to a seated position on the toilet. My legs are pulled wide, as I limply collapse backwards against the cistern. Hands steady me upright. I still can't open my eyes - too weak, and that contraction is building, building, bringing another dreaded, longed-for wave of so-close. Oh, if I only could touch my clit - my hands draw towards my crotch, nearly get there, but other hands. .. ohhhhhh, mmmmmmm!"To Brad, it was an incredible sensation!Their daughter had gotten her mother so hot and wet in her cunt by licking her, that his deeply plunging cock met no resistance or friction at all. He sank into his wife's pussy and then began screwing her with long, hard thrusts.While he fucked he watched her face. He'd never seen anyone show such intense pleasure. He'd always known how much his wife liked getting her cunt fucked, but now he knew what it meant to her. The way her.