First let me tell how I meet my wife, well me and my wife grew up together and she was and still is my best friend as k**s and we dated in high school...until we got married after University when I got her pregnant with my son Johnny and my wife wanted one k** buck when my son was 2 and half, me and my wife got really drunk well to tell you the truth I wasn’t drunk at all and I got her pregnant again with my daughter.You most probably wondering why my daughter calls her mom a bitch well that. I love taking a soft cock in my mouth and feeling it grow, and this is precisely what I do now. I spend some time with just the head of his cock in my mouth, enjoying the soft feel of the silky skin under my tongue. One of my hands is around the base of his shaft, slowly twisting and pumping a bit, then drifting down to squeeze his balls, roll them around in my hand, loving the movement, the feel of them so heavy. I slide more of him into my mouth, feeling him hit against the back of my throat.. She made pleasing sounds. I suckled gently on her nipple, and she shivered.“I see you like this as much as I do, Anurag.”My six-and-a-half-inch dick was indeed standing at full mast. Hina rolled me onto my back and shifted her position. “Let us pleasure each other.” She swung her body around and lowered her pussy onto my face. Simultaneously, she leaned forward and her tongue licked my dickhead.“I love the way you think, Hina.”She responded by wrapping her lips around the tip of my dick. I. Helen scowled as I entered first of all, but then managed an insincere smile. "Well, hello," she said, sourly. "We were beginning to wonder if you were going to come."I gave Helen an equally insincere embrace of greeting. "Goodness, I wouldn't have missed this Helen," I said. "It's so good of you to arrange it. And these are the Questors. Wonderful. Ladies, it's a great pleasure to meet you and in such appropriate surroundings too."That bit at least was honest. The extent to which the computer.