Put it all in your mouth. Take it down your fucking throat! I had watched a few movies and read how to do it on the Internet. I even tried it with...a banana. I tried to remember what I had read about controlling the gag reflex and remembering to breath. I started a little at a time. It was so fucking big! I started to choke couple of times and had to stop. This as no fucking banana. I kept trying each time a little I took it in a little farther and kept it down a little longer. Finally. “If you’re quick” she replied, as she waved to her friend goodbye.“Alright, as long as we use your house on the days we need to study, and then only if I know you will take it seriously. Then I will agree to help you study to keep your grades up.” I offered my terms, I knew she wouldn’t accept them, but it was only my opening line in the argument I assumed would escalate.“Oh no Jack, I don’t think you really realize the deal at all.” Chloe replied, “It would be a lot better if the studying was. "Touch me."Johnny hand slid up her thigh slowly, feeling the satiny smoothness of her inner leg. He touched the curls of her cunt. "Mom. you're wet."She nodded, her eyes glowing. She showed him his jockey shorts." I had to piss on them, darling. " Johnny's eyes gleamed wickedly with pleasure as he began to stroke the wet, swollen lips of his mother's cunt. He probed a finger into it, making a moan as he felt the hot tightness."Oh, Mom, it's... it feels so good!" Play with it, Johnny," she. I had to visit Khulna very often for my official tour. My shala (brother-in-law) Mr Quddus was residing in Khulna with his family. He has two kids, one son and one daughter. At that time his son Nantu was about 5 years and his daughter Sonali was about 17 years. Sonali was studying in a college. Sonali’s mother Amena is very conservative lady, she never comes in front of me. My shala Quddus worked in a ship and he often stayed in the sea. Maximum days Amena stayed alone with her children, she.