Pahli bar hi itna acha sikh gaya.aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa uuuuuuuuuuu or jor se bete please or jor se ahhhhhhh yaaaaaaaaaaaaa yaaaaaaaaaaaa hannnn...nnnannnnnnnnnnnnnnahannnnnnnnnn un ko liquid nikalne wala tha sayed wo meri bal ko jor se pakar kar niche se jor laga rahi tHi or acanak us ne apna gand bed pe rakhne lagi mai samajh gaya thaa un ka kam ho gaya hai mai jor jor se chod raha thaa …. or un ke boobs ko masal raha thaa mai total 15-18 min tak un ko choda or apna pura pani un ke chul. .“Hey, its okay…” he said… But no it wasn’t, I was scared… I’m not ready… I need to get out of here… I need to... I heard a tapping sound from the man, I looked up at him, was he going to try and tell me everything was going to be alright? “Candi…” he said my name, that wasn’t my name, okay it was, BUt I hated that name, I was Candace and... He was tapping something on his necktie… I looked at it… Immediately, I felt my posture correct itself, and the muscles in my face relax… The. I lazily let my moist lower lip glide up over her waistline until my tongue came within inches of her lovely navel. I allowed myself a few minutes to explore her tummy before continuing my journey upward towards those heavenly globes. I maintained my relentless teasing all the while noting her quickening pulse and ever changing breath patters. Almost mercifully I finally latched on to her right nipple as I mimicked the motions of a hungry infant desperately attempting to extract its super from. Now after some time my father inserted his 8 inch penis into her pussy and my mother was really enjoying this after 5 months.After that they went into their normal position and slept. So from that day the whole foreplay picture used to come into my mind every hour.Every time I used to see my mother with wrong intention.Actually my mother was no less.She always used to wear transparent blouse or low cut kameeez.Whenever she used to do household activities like cleaning the floor she used to bent.