I reached out with my hand and touched her silky hair. I focused on the softness and beauty of each strand as I felt it. I then touched her ear, focus...ng on its delicate features and beauty, the smoothness of the skin and the tiny cilia that covered it. My fingers traced lightly over her temples, then down her cheeks to her jaw.By the time I reached her parted lips, reveling in their full softness, her trembling had lessened considerably. I helped her to focus on my touch as best I could,. Me uske baalo ko pakad k apni choot ko uske muh me pura ghusane ki koshish kar rhi thi.Es waqt me bhi bekabu ho chuki thi.Kuch der k bad sam apni jeans ki belt khol k hook khola aur jip niche kar k apni jeans aur chaddi dono niche sarka diya aur meri jhangho ko pakad k fela diya aur ek jhatke me hi apna garam kadak lund meri choot ki gehrae me le gya.Sam kuch hi dhire k stroke lagane k bad meri chudae tezi se karne laga.Me apni top aur bra dono ko ek saath boobs k upar kar li aur woh boobs ko. "This'll help," she said, before quickly devouring my cock.Soon I was drained and limp and she went off to get ready for 8 PM.My dad and I sat in the living room. His eyes were glued to the clock."It's 8:06!" he hollered up the stairs. "Can we come up yet?" Okay," we heard her answer.I got up and headed to the stairs. My dad trudged along behind me. I opened the door to their room and we found my mom lying on the bed. She was wearing a black corset, a matching pair of tall heels and nothing. ”“I wonder what Rick would think of a two-girl bj. We should be able to make that work. I would love for him to paint me with his cum.”I added, “Let’s try to get him to lick it off our pussies.”“Too bad, he can’t marry both of us.”“Fran, don’t be silly. This is all about sex and being really close friends. Do NOT think about marriage. I think he more than likes us. He would be happy to accompany both of us to school dances.“THAT” FRIDAYBefore our walk home I texted Mrs. Roberts. Her quick.