We started talking and it goes on and on rather not tell you all of it its mostely apologies and her yelling at me thats basically it, and finally she...starts acting tough saying shes stronger then me i and got the usual "whatever" from her and she jumps on me but shes tickilish in the sides and right above and right below the boobs and the stomach and i tickled her and kept going untill she said i was stronger and she never did so i pulled her shirt off and kept tickling her. (we've seen each. He asked for some water. So I left my son down and brought him toys to play with. He started playing. When I went to the kitchen to get water he followed me behind. I opened the fridge and gave him the water bottle.He drank and said not as tasty as your milk and patted my shoulder. My face turned pale on hearing this comment. Then he went to the sofa in the hall and started playing with my child. I too started cooking. Then I went to the hall to take some rest and sat on the sofa with my baby. It was from that moment on that I started to pay more attention to my women’s bodies. Nudity had taken on a different meaning for me and its innocence was lost. I was Adam and her tights & knickers were that first apple he picked. Events had been put in motion that could never be undone.Without me even realizing at the time, I had started having my first fantasies…The Bus ShelterMum used to let me play in the garden for hours on end without supervision knowing I would never go out of the front. .ALL OF IT!!!” Once again he tore his cock from my pussy as I swiftly turned around. I was on top of Sam with both of our mouths poised to receive his seed. I grabbed his thick cock and began to help him stroke it. I gazed down at Sam, saw the glazed over expression on her face and knew immediately that she was going to want to share. I released my hand from Al’s cock as he stroked faster and faster, his face was contorting in the midst of his passion and then all at once he groaned loudly and.