Fucking my momMe: Say it againAnup: Thanks for fucking my mom His eyes already filled with tears after watching his friend fucking his mom. Me: Keep s...ying thanks, thanks until I tell you to stopAnup: Thanks for fucking my mom , Thanks for fucking my mom, Thanks for fucking my mom, Thanks for fucking my mom ……. After saying 10 times he started crying loudly and he sat on the ground then I told him to stop but he was still crying Divya: Don’t cry son, I am okMe: Anup, bring me an ice creamAnup:. Mike surprised me with a tray laden with juice, toast etc and I woke to the delicious odour of freshly brewed coffee that literally had my mouth watering. I held the tray and Mike climbed back into bed and we shared breakfast and when we were finished I put the tray on the bedside table and we decided to relax under the covers for a while longer. I lifted onto one elbow and leant over and gave Mike a kiss to thank him and then asked,"What brought that on? It was a nice surprise." And without. David knew he was doing the right thing as she only used this shortened name when they got intimate. He swallowed hard and then whispered,“Can I see them Beth?”“David Wilson!”“Go on Beth…just a quick look…” Beth gazed at David who was looking at her like a faithful puppy. What would the harm be? She moved David’s hand away from her chest and quickly looking round, started to unbutton her cotton blouse. She pulled the two sides apart and revealed to David, for the first time, her breasts. His lips kept working on my boobs, first on one and then the other, andthey felt marvelous all the way down to my cunt lips, which were by nowsoaking themselves. He'd suck me there next, drink up some of thosejuices. My own, for once. Better not let him until I've reloadedmyself."We'll can dress alike now and then," I went on, then waited a momentfor that thought to sink in. Then continued with enthusiasm, "Not justas a gesture of respect for my desires. For yours too! Surely.