His penis was stiffening. Gordon attempted to turn to the woman but found that he was rooted to the spot. He could not take his eyes off the woman in ...he painting. The voice behind him was closer. He could feel the heat from the woman she was so close. It excited him and his dick stiffened all the more. ‘Pieter lost his wife you know,’ the voice said softly. ‘He thought he could not love again.’ Gordon was confused. He had lost his wife eight years ago and this woman was dredging up sad. This was a side of her I'd never seen, a sexier, hornier side. I liked it.I had often wondered at whether a girl's hand would feel different to my own when stroking up and down my junk, and I now knew. It felt a million times better. I could almost feel every curve and ridge on her small palms as they rubbed up and down on the sensitive skin of my virgin cock.She slid up my body and I helped her remove her skirt, and then her bra, and finally her panties.I gazed at a body to rival that of. When we moved into the apartment most nights I would get out of my bed and crawl in bed with my dad. He didn’t mind. After a while I just started going to bed with him instead of starting the night in my own bed. I slept with my dad every night from the time that I was 5 until I was 17 unless one of us was sick then I’d sleep in my own bed. When I was younger I would frequently wake up with my head on his shoulder and my arm across his chest. As I got older I’d wake up and find either myself. Maine uski bra aur panty dono nikal di ,aur uski chut ko chat ne laga apni jib uske chut me dalne laga aur bohot jor jor se chodne laga apni jib se, ab wo puri garam ho gayi aur jor jor aawaz karne lagi,mujhe control nahi ho raha hai, chod do mjhe, fad do meri chut ko, ab maine use baitha diya aur apna lund uske muh ke paas rakh diya, aur use bola chuso ise, usne mera lund apne hath me liya aur boli ye bohot bada hai mere husband se to bohot bada hai, aur mere lund ko chusne lagi,karib 10 min.