Martha smiled as she felt her son's cock twitch against her butt, knowing that he would have a telltale wet spot on the front of his pants when they s...parated. Martha stopped rubbing her butt against her son and they just stood, watching them selves in the mirror until Dave was ready to go.Martha, still unsatisfied, obediently followed her son out to their car. Dave opened the door for his mother and smiled when her wet pussy peaked into view as she climbed into car. Martha watched her son. She introduced herself at Annette and said she was pleased to meet me and offered me a coffee which I refused. Annette came over to me and said it sounds like you had a hot night. I was a bit embarrassed and went bright red but she eased my supprise by saying she hoped there was more for her.She put her hand on my cheek and leant over and kissed my lips ever so gently and then ran her tongue over my lips. Her hand went down and clasped my ever fast growing cock through my shorts. I moaned with. Main unke boobs dabane laga or kiss karta raha. Or phir unki saari ko khol dia, maami bas ab blouse or petti coat me thi, maine wo bhi khol dia, main to pehle se hi nanga tha, maami bas ab bra panty me the, or kya lag ri thi. Mera lund phir khada ho gaya. Main unpe dubara tut pada, or phir se kiss karne laga, or boobs jor jor se dabane laga, phir unke bra ko bhi maine khol ke phek dia, phir kiss karte karte niche aaya, unke eyes kiss kia, then nose, cheecks, lips, chin neck, cleavage, boobs,. „Willst du Geld?" Ich grinste zufrieden. Natürlich hatte das durchtriebene Biest sofort verstanden, dass ich sie erpressen wollte. „Ich will kein Geld. Ich will dich. Mindestens für diese Nacht. Und meine Freunde wollen dich auch."Sara wurde noch blasser.„Was meinst du damit, du willst mich? Du willst doch nicht mit mir schlafen, oder? Ich bin schließlich deine Schwester." Ich schüttelte langsam den Kopf. „So würde ich es auch nicht nennen. Mit dir schlafen, das klingt mir zu langweilig. Sagen.