Mai jhat se uske par chad gaya or apne land me cream lagaya or thoda uski choot me bhi dal diya..Prachi boli ye kya kar rahe ho, maine kaha isi me to ...yada maja hai meri jaan.. fir maine apna land uski chot me rakh kar ghisne laga to wo pagal ho rahi thi, maine isi tarah use 10min tadpaya fir prachi ne kaha jaan bas or mat tadpaao mai pagal ho rahi hu jaldi se apne lund ko mere chooot k hawaale kar do maine jhat se land ko chhot me rakha or push karne laga par uski choot itni tight thi k koi. " I'm sorry, Mum," I commiserated, hopefully, "You know I'm only too pleased to help out."Mum laughed, "You should be so lucky! You'll get us both hung!" she giggled"I think we'll get up and shower, grab a quick bite of breakfast and then go to church." She decided to my great disappointment as I had visualised us playing in bed all morning."If you were interested we could Fuck before getting up," she invited.I was shocked hearing her use words like arse and fuck, as I was not aware that women. We all were so uninhibited that there was so much semen and secretions in the morning that we and the bed were hard like starch had been sprayed on us. I felt that because many men had more than one wife or a wife and another female live in, why not a female having more than one sexual partner. This wonderful sexual activity went on for a week, during which time nothing was missed. We had sex in ways that I had never heard of but it was all absolute pleasure. The next week end Walt and Rog got. Not like Lance.He also seemed to be a very smart guy, the kind of intellectual who could be on her level. Most people bored her, and they weren’t interested in the world around them. George seemed to be over focused on every little detail. He had been going on and on about something called Budd and shot welding, and how old this car was. He seemed to have a depth of knowledge bordering on the obsessive.He had to be much nicer than her uncle, that asshole- how could he not be? But how could she.