I put my hand down his pants and stroked his cock.There was barely a handful.I stroked it and it got hard.I would describe his cock as a pencil dick.M...st guys know what that means.Not very long and skinny.I really wanted to get this over with,I'll tell you why later in the story.I told him to get his pants off.He did as I pulled my skirt up to my waist and my t-shirt up over mt tits.I spread my legs and helped guide his cock into my pussy.He shoved his cock in and started wildly pumping me.This. Amol had never thought his wife would be so active sexually. She had never asked him to keep his cock in her cunt before. In fact now he understood that it was little taunt for him. His cock was so small that the moment he ejaculated, it would simply come out of her cunt. That was the only reason she was asking Zoheb to keep his cock in her cunt. To show him that even when Zoheb’s cock was flaccid, still it could stay docked in her cunt. Zoheb and Priyanka lay in each other’s arms for some time. ” ”Daddy is no pervert,” Megan said to me.I wanted to help or at least be part of her recovery. However she seemed to push me away instead. I went to Keith who told me I was part of her recovery as without me handling his business none of this would be possible.I spent a lot of my time in our family room drinking. I did what Keith did when he had his war wall. I would run my hand over photos of Megan on our new family wall. Except I didn’t stop at just one shot. The first time I woke passed out. I asked her to help me as I did not know what to do. She put my dick on the entrance and told me to go slow as my foreskin would break and hurt. She was right. It hurt so much but the pleasure took charge. The pain was going away. I was in heaven. Warm and soft, I tried not to cum early so I slowly went in and out. After like fifteen minutes of missionary we did the cowgirl. That position was awesome. As I was not controlling the movement, my mother was having the time of her life. she was.