Kuch der baad raju khada hua meri legs abhi bhi uske kandho per thi usne meri legs ko apni baho per rakha or fir setting c betha kar usne apna lund me...i chut per tika diya , garm garm lund ka ehsas hote hi meri chut ek dum chikni ho gai or lund ke liye fudakne lagi .Wo apne lund ko meri chut per ragdne laga to garm garm lund ke ehsas se mere andar current dodne laga .Tabhi usne lund ko meri chut per ache se set kiya or jor se lund ko andar ghusane laga , meri to jese jaan hi nikal gai m. My dad sensed it too, and I was scared if he will force me to cum inside her. I did enjoy every bit of it, but breeding my own mom was the last thing I wanted to do.“Do you want his cum inside you, Neetu,” Dad asked, leaving me and my mom, both, stunned.“Oh, no… You told me you won’t let him wear a condom just for the sake of excitement. And you promised me you won’t let him shoot semen inside me,” my mom said, though she sounded like she would have agreed if dad insisted.“Okay, Neetu. Let me. She wished she had a cock of her own, imagining how it would feel to nuzzle it up to Celeste’s moist, pink entrance and then push slowly inside, gliding effortlessly into that silken heaven as it closed down tightly over the length of her shaft, drawing her deeper until their groins pressed together and the tip of her imaginary cock touched the innermost core of Celeste’s womanhood. “Like who, Vick?” Celeste smiled disingenuously. “Ummmm,” Vicky stalled. “You forget I’ve felt his cock,” she. ‘What?’ I asked as we walked through the door. ‘I don’t know why you give that old ass nigga money, he’s just going to smoke it up.’ Bear and I had discussed this before, but he just wouldn’t let it go. ‘This is our hood. If he smokes it up, that money will go right back in my pocket.’ Bear turned, and gave me a look that clearly said, ‘Nigga, please,’ but he rolled his eyes, and let it go. We waved at the Arab that worked most nights, behind the bulletproof glass, and walked to the back of the.