We’ve several hours. Are you hungry?”“No. I’m fine. That was a big meal.”“Well, here’s a tale about Dinewan, the emu, and his two wives,...the crows.Dinewan and his wives, the Wahn, were out camping. They saw rain clouds gathering, so they made a bark humpy. When the rain began, they all took shelter in it. While the Wahn weren’t paying attention, Dinewan kicked a piece of bark on one side and knocked it down. He then told his wives to go out in the rain and put it up again. While they were. He moves behind her now and pulls down the covers. He silently takes in the sight of her and she feels his hard cock against her backside as he moves in to kiss her back. She spreads her legs willingly and he drives himself into her as he continues to plant the kisses he wishes were tattoos on every inch of her. She thinks for a second that if she loved him, if she loved him the way she was supposed to, this might actually make her cry. He moans as he makes the first long journey into her. He’s. Isabel chose a lace top that was partially see through. It showed off her tits, the nipples hidden under the lace pattern. She paired it with a skirt that hit mid-thigh, along with a garter belt, stockings and some sexy high heels. Steve wanted to throw her down and fuck her senseless when he saw her. The sight of her, along with the thoughts of what would happen today, had his cock hard. When he reached for Isabel she told him that he was not going to be playing today. He would only be. She was shocked to see her son fucking her. She tried to push him away but I grabbed her hands.Me: Stop resisting, aunty, just enjoy your son’s dick. Abhi was still fucking her. After a while, she stopped resisting and started to moan like a bitch.Aunt: Stop it, son. We shouldn’t be doing this.Abhi: If you don’t like it why are you moaning?Aunt: I am not moaning.Me: Come on I can see you enjoying the fuck.Aunt: Yeah but it’s wrong.Me: It’s nothing wrong, aunty. I fuck my mom, you know that.I.