She always wore transparent sarees and sleeveless blouse which gave an excellent view to the local cocks…..My father, he passed away when I was 18. ...his is my first sex story.This is about how I used my mother when my father was aliveDring the school days, we all used to sleep in the hall. My father on the right side and me on the left side and my mom in the middle…… After 11 pm my father used to fuck my mom silently thinking that I am sleeping but I observed them without their knowledge in the. He was an anally retentive Austrian. We excused ourselves at one point and went to the little area outside on the roof where you could smoke." “It was quite crowded, as you’d expect. It was a bit like the cactus garden at Changi airport in Singapore. We both know that well,” he said with a laugh. “We chatted. She was offhand, deliberately not showing interest in ... well, you know. I was more and more captivated by the minute. Eventually, over our second cigarettes, she allowed herself to get. She stood a few feet in front of him and began to pull her T-shirt over her head. The sun behind her was a glorious frame for the image that Mike was enjoying. She removed her bra and her breasts seemed like forbidden mountains of a fairy tale land; white, round, firm, a brownish spot in the middle that made Mike want to suck on them and his mouth watered. She turned around to throw her stuff onto a beach chair nearby, and then began to pull her panties down, bending over away from Mike and. Even trying to inhale through my nose was pointless as my throat was occupied by Daddy's now fully erect cock. I thought that I might honestly pass out when He suddenly withdrew."On your hands and knees, whore!" ordered Daddy. I preferred Him calling me 'slut', yet I had no say. I quickly positioned myself on my hands and knees and waited as Daddy roughly parted my knees and took position behind me. "Arch your back" growled Daddy "and offer Me your holes!" I did my best as drool still ran from.