. She squeezed tenderly, making a soft gasping sound. Her hand moved up to his cock. Closing her fingers about his hard-on, she pumped slowly, feeling...the delicious heat of his prick, the beautiful way it throbbed in her fist.“Beautiful,” she murmured. She cupped his balls again in her left hand, sliding her other hand downward. She closed her fist about his cock tightly. “Remember, Billy, not a word to anyone. I won’t fix this if you tell.”“I won’t tell, Doctor Nancy,” Billy said, squirming. My fingersentwine the blonde curls of my daughter’s hair as I pullher face deeper against me, encouraging, pleading. Thenmy eyes open as I feel a hand urging me to turn my head.Carlo is standing close beside the bed, muscular, hairy,one hand at the nape of my neck, the other holding hispenis, guiding the uncircumcised head to my lips. Themasculine smell of him permeates my nostrils now, but Iwillingly part my lips to suck the bulbous head of hiscock into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around. "I was on a tight schedule so I went to the nightstand for my glass of water and drank heavily to moisten my dry mouth, then jumped into bed again and slid my lips down around his waiting cock. He gasped at the initial cold wetness and relaxed as my warming mouth sucked up and down on him. I took his cock head and swirled my tongue around it on every upstroke and slid it down the roof of my mouth on each downstroke feeling it press its way down and toward my throat. A considerable taste of his. Andhe went to work almost immediately. Meanwhile Ruchi –my wife, and I sat down in Joginder, the garage owner’sroom which also doubled as his bed room when he had towork late. I was fumbling around when I saw a stack ofporno magazines hidden in one corner. I sneaked a fewpeeks to see they were really some magazine aboutgangbangs, especially four or five black men fuckingpetty sweet white wives. Although we are not white but my wife is prettycharming and fair, and both Satnam and.