Shorir gorom hoye geche abong dhon ta pathorer moto shokto hoye geche ki jonno bujte parchilam na!Ami angul dhukiye or rokto parishkar korar chesta ko...chi kinto,rokto beruno shompurno bondho hochche na.Sumi bollo,”Bhaiya,tumar muta angul dhukiye amar gudher futota aro boro kore dao na.Tate ar kuno din juke dhukle shohojei ber kora jabe.” Amar kache jukti ta mondo bole mone holona.Ami moddhanguli dhukiye or gudhe khuchate laglam. Sumi ute boshe amake joriye dhore ami ki korchi dekhte laglo.Or. Well, I guess I might say so if I was with my friends, not with mom, dad and Teresa, my eighteen years old sister.I was reading one of my fantasy books. Teresa listened to some music all the way. Mom was asleep, and poor dad was driving. Suddenly, Teresa removed the headphone from her ears and leaned forwards towards mom:"Mom... Mom ..."Mother opened one eye and looked over her shoulder:"Yes, dear? " I need to go" What?" I need to pee. I can't hold it anymore. " Honey, just hold it a little. “You have to watch this,” Heather said to me. She’d moved from my face as she positioned herself over my cock and lowered her pussy upon my cock easily as she said, “Todd is awesome with his gigantic cock, it doesn’t look like it, but he’ll be able to get the whole thing inside your wife”. I watched helplessly, pinned down by my s****r-in-law with my cock buried inside her. My wife stepped gingerly onto the towels and lay down by the jacuzzi. I realized that Todd and my wife were exactly where. Not entirely by choice, I swallowed the cum that was in my mouth as Ilooked up to see a birthday cake, a group of bewildered and silent people,Sarah, and my wife with tears welling in her eyes. Everyone seemedcompletely dazed except Sarah.She walked over to her husband and pulled out an envelope handing it toher husband. She told him she was not going to put up with a man doingthings behind her back and told him here was a copy of the divorce papersthat would be officially delivered.My wife.