Dad ne night lamp on kar diyaa (mera good luck) aur bole teri jhantoo se khel rahaa huu dard huaa kyaaaMummy ne ekdum meri taraf dekhaa me ab bhi naja...ee churaa kar unhee dekh rahaa thaaMummy:- nahii par haan aaram see ab so jaaye kal karengeeDad :- tumhari iccha nahii hai par meri hai aisaa kah kar mummy ke muh me phir se lund daal diyaaaMummy ne jaisee taisee karkee phir light band kar diii and phir 15 min bas aawajee aati rahiiMummy and dad kabhi ek dusree koo kiss karteee kabhii gale. ." Why not?" It would... affect our relationship. It's dangerous."She giggled: "A million men would *jump*at such a chance, and *I*married a man who dosn't want to." She didn't say any more and neither did I though it was a while before I fell asleep as my mind turned this over and over. What the hell was going on?The next day when I came home from work, there was Jennifer, sitting in the kitchen while Clara cooked. There were *three*places at the table."I invited Jennifer to join us because. She began to grind against my mouth as my tongue lashed her hungry pussy, each flutter of my tongue bringing new waves of pleasure. Her pussy was getting too wet now to warrant keeping her panties on, so I peeled them off and away from her before continuing to tongue-fuck her greedy love tunnel. My own stiffness was growing too great for either of us to ignore and I stripped off my own clothing, my turgid erection bobbing excitedly.With her legs up and her feet resting on my shoulders, I rubbed. Your attitude, speech patterns and body language changed, but your voice didn't change much at all. When I went inside, that's where the real change was noticeable. With me it's different, I think." How?" The voices are different ... the attitudes are definitely different ... but that's about it. Everything else is the same. They're me, just as much as I'm them. If I were analyzing myself I'd say that the dark image is my super-ego, the icy one is my Id, which would make me the ego, I guess.".