"Oh no honey. I was just thinking about aconversation I had last night with my friends." Jessica looked puzzled"Oh?" She asked. "Do you remember the a...gument we had last night before Iwent out?" Jessica nodded wondering where this was going. "Do youremember how you didn't think that we'd ever be able to understand eachother?" Jessica thought back and as she remembered she said, "Yeah." Well what if I told you that there was a way that we could, say, walk ineach other's shoes?" I'd laugh and say. It was harder than granite.Running his hand up and down the massive pillar of meat, he knew that he ought to go ahead and cum. That would be the only way to douse the fiery rage in his belly. As he stroked himself harder and harder, he felt the eruption gathering in his balls. Giving his cock one final stroke, he stopped. His whole body was tottering on the brink of ejaculation, but he wanted her too badly to spill his seed on the floor. He had to plant it deep inside her fertile garden where. Slow. Mama,” and I thrust my finger deep in her. She held me and moaned in delight. “No Vinay. Please ahh. Ahh.” I kept moving them in and out in she widened her legs a bit.I pushed in my 3rd finger in one rough move. She said, “No. Fuck Vinay. Slow. Please. Slow,” and she buckled under pressure. I started to move my fingers faster had harder. She said, “Slow. Vinay. Fuck you. Slow. Please,” and in a few minutes she held my hand there and released a huge load of her sweet nectar on my. " I would than ask, "Why did you marry mommy when you only liked guys?" He would smile and say I'd understand when I was older. I'm 19 now, and I do understand. I've seen pictures of my mom, and she was pretty, I admit. I have very faint memories of her because she died when I was three, but my dad said that I was really close to her. About 5 years ago, my grandfather died, leaving me a small house in a small town for when I was 18 or 19. I finally decided to move there after my father died.