Our cries rose. Her Choot spasmed uncontrollably; my Lund was impossibly big. Its heat scorched her Choot. “ohhhhhh … Uhhh … OH god oh god oh go... oh god oh god ohhhhh uhhhh ohhhh… Uhhh … Ohhhhhh … Yes oh yes oh yes ohhh god yes ohhhhhh uhhh ohhhhhh uhh yeh baby…yes… ohhhhhhhhhh!” she cried.“Mm… Uhhhhh … Kha dhakke… saali… chudwa apni choot ko… le mera lund… unhhhhhh… Unhhhhhhh… Unh-unh-unh ohhh yeh take it choot … Mm … Yeh … That’s it … Take it kutiya … Yeh … Take it ohhh yes take it kutiya …. A cool sensation and a slick digit are run up the crack of my behind. As I try to deep throat Jason, I feel the pressure at my anus again. This time it's more insistent. With a gentle push, Frank gets his finger past my sphincter. I gasp, which is kinda hard to do when your mouth is full of cock. The finger moves in and out, then I feel it removed only to be replaced by something larger.This moment is then etched in my memory forever. I feel Frank's hands on my hips, his cock knocking at my. I was a littlesore in places. But it was fantastic to have real tits of my own. WhenI cupped them in my hands, I could feel my hands on my skin. They werereally me - not just stuck-on falsies. I could still wear the samebras, although some slight adjustments were needed to get the fit justperfect.And I could still get into all my knickers, although they were now amuch better fit. I could really enjoy the sensation of the silky fabriccaressing my larger and more wobbly bottom. Somehow I felt. As my cock lost its turgor and slid from her, I remembered that I had implanted a rich load of my fertile seed inside my own mother. "Mom!" I gasped, "What if you, you know, you get pregnant?" "Don't worry, dear, that's not going to happen. Everything is under control." That's the way it was for the entire next year. My mom taught me many things, and I was an apt student. The next time she showered, I stripped and got in with her. We had loads of fun under the warm spray, giggling and.