I’m sure Mom wouldn’t want that.” “Sweetheart, I would much rather talk to you. My drinking buddies are getting tired of hearing about M...m anyway. That’s all I ever want to talk about. If you don’t mind I can tell you about the places we went to when we were dating. I can take you to some of them.” “That would be wonderful, Dad. I can never get tired of talking about Mom, and hearing about her. One more thing, Dad: from now on I want to share your bed. You’ve established the. He was married and had a daughter ( her name is A and she is the heroine of this story) . She was around 26 years old at the time of the incident. She was married and had 2 kids as well. She had a nice big rack and a decent ass.She was on the darker side and as she had kids her boobs were milky . She got married off in Hyderabad. She was bought up in my house and my aunt and mother used to help her to study. Since she would be at home when she was young I always spoke to her. We used to play. I had often wanted to have sex with another guy i just never had the chance. here was my chance so i figured why not?. I spread my legs and when i did, he knelt down in between my legs. as he wrapped his lips around my cock, i moaned it felt soooo good, better the i imagined! AS he sucked my cock i became so involved with what we were doing i didn’t care when the door opened and a few more guys came in. ‘well, well, one said, looks like we got here just in time’. they walked over and without. It was instinctive, primitive, and I loved the heavy feeling of his balls brushing against my mons, and the sweaty slap of his hips against my ass. I loved the way he was bent over me, completely in control.He was rougher, which I found nothing wrong with. It just made everything more exciting, more acute. His thrusts were forceful, and his cock seemed harder than ever before, pushing into me in a new way with squishing noises each time.Eventually I was able to recognize Jason’s rhythm, and.