I hadn’t had sex since the death of my wife and my sister was a better fuck than even my wife and when she was alive.My wife loved talking dirty whe... I fucked her and I loved talking dirty to her. oh my god, didi, your choot cunt is so tight! I cried I love your dirty fucking cunt! I’m going to fuck my sister’s hungry cunt like an animal didi tell me you like your brother’s cock say you like your brother to be your husband till your husband my Jijju returns from Kuwait promise me you are. I looked over, tearing my eyes away from mom and my sister's tits, I swallowed hard, a bit stunned. Dad's cock was humongous! Or at least it looked like it anyway. Maybe it was the angle, or the lighting for some reason, but it was also deep purple, massive, as he took it within his hand stroking it as he sat back down watching us. The head of his cock looked like fat purple mushroom, far bigger around than my own, which was slimmer, more pointed. Even as he sat there stroking it, I watched his. She told that I have to speak to Rahul before tomorrow and beg him not to disclose our identity. She also told that Rahul shouldn’t win today or else he will see her face and might tell everyone. I somehow said okay.I heard my friends coming so she put on the face cover. My friends started cheering me that I should fuck her. But I told atthat I was not in the mood. My friends started teasing me saying that I am not a guy and I am a shemale. I got angry and humiliated.Seeing this, my mom came. But instead of holding himself inside me, He began to screw me with long deep strokes. This kept me cumming over and over again. ‘ I can’t stop cumming on your big cock.’ I grunted into his ear. I surrendered body completely to him, giving it to him as a gift to use for his pleasure. He continued fucking me hard and deep, not letting my body rest or my climax subside. After a few more minutes of pounding me, he pushed all the way inside me and held himself there. Mike looked into my eyes and.