I feel my throat stretch and my ability to breathe hindered. My nose now buried in his abs and he begins to thrust his hips slowly fucking my throat. ... feel every inch of his bulge loosening my throat with each thrust. I begin to panic when i desperately flail my arms trying to pull up so i can breathe. He finally releases my head and i recoil back hard gasping for air with spit all over my lips and chin. I sit there on my knees panting as i stare at the rod glistening with my saliva. He goes. Love: yaar aap bhi na? mujhe jhooth se sakhat nafrat haiAnkita: ok.bt wo mani kaiseLove: yaar story padho sab kuch pata chal jayegaAnkita: btao na..maine phdi thi bt yad thodi h kitni sari stories hLove: abhi recently to likhi hai meri pyari bahen ke naam se abhi 3 din pehle hi to post hui hai?Ankita: ok mai phadugiLove: phadugi? kya phaadogi ji?hahahaAnkita: he he nice and I will read babyLove: ye meri pehli story haiAnkita: oh.Love: or sunao?Ankita: tum mujhe mastrubrate krne mai help. "David had watched me throughout the meeting. Truthfully, I don't think he looked at anyone else. But the way he looked at me was different than men usually look at me. His expression was caring, gentle, maybe even loving. It was certainly not threatening, but it made me more anxious. Why, I don't know. Quietly, he asked to see me alone."That day I'd dressed sexily, a short skirt and tight, open blouse. When he and I met in a small conference room away from the main meeting, I crossed my legs. It seems as though she had this seduction of hers planned in advance, which turned me on even more.My mother wasted no time in removing her new underwear, throwing them on a nearby chair, and for the first time I gazed at her fantastic figure. Long legs, a peachy backside, a thick pubic bush and those full breasts hanging there waiting to be squeezed and sucked. She stood and watched me undress while rubbing her wet gash and soon I was naked too, cock standing proud and throbbing. My mother.