Sir mujhe koi dard nahin hogi…meri seal pehle hi toot gayi hai..Sir ne ik hi dakke mein apna lulla meri fuddi ke andar parwesh kara diya….andhar j...ate hhi woh ghaaassee maarne laga………….ahhhh sonam teri fudiiiii……..haan-haaan……Mujhe bhi unka lauda apni phuddi ke andhar accha lag raha tha…sir plz……aur mariye meri sir aur mariye meri…..apni zindagi ki saari pyaas bhujaiye…sir meri fuddi maarooo ahhhhhhh bahut maaza aa raha hai sir.Sir ka lauda meri fuddi ke andhar ragar kha-kha kar mujhe bhi maaza. I was probably too stoned to string together a coherent sentence anyway. Besides, there was a definite unwashed smell coming from their direction.I tried listening to their chat but they spoke just a little too low for me to hear anything but the odd word here and there. I was almost drifting asleep when my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe what I just heard. I must be mistaken. It sounded like one of the girls had slipped the words "get his tongue deep in there, make him lick it out!". I dropped my small bag off and followed them down to the Lochside. They were already in the water splashing about when I jumped in. The cold Loch was very refreshing against my warm body. We all swam for about 15 minutes then we headed back to the shore line. There were a few boats on the Loch but they were far away as the girls took off their bikinis and walked up to the loungers before lying on them.The water on their bodies glistened in the Sun as they lay on the loungers, their tanned. Mom’s not very steady on her feet as we walk down the hall into the master bedroom. The smell of alcohol is strong on her breath.‘You ok, Mommy?’‘Yes, dear, I’m fine, ‘ you answer as you close the door behind us. ‘Sit on the bed.’ You have my pjs in your hand, but in no rush to pass them to me. Instead, you gaze at my cock, which immediately causes it to harden. I struggle to stop its growth, however as you continue to stare I can’t stop it. I cover it with my hands, but you pull them away. I.