" replied his father, "Besides, if it doesn't work I can always have that fertility treatment the doctor suggested."“God! You make it sound so trivi...l. Sometimes I don’t think you understand how much I want this baby.” His mother complained.They were on about the baby again. His mother and father had been trying to have another one for years but there had been problems. Something to do with his father now having a low sperm count his mother had once told him.“I do.” His father sighed.“And have. “Ah, my dear, your cock is so thick and long that my sorry pussy is crying,” gasped Nandini, “it is soaking wet there and I feel your manhood exploring the depths of my vagina. Oh darling, fuck me now!”Amit’s cock rubbed over the soft pillow and he began the up and down motion. He had masturbated this way when he was young and did not want his family members to know that he masturbated. So now this way he was really comfortable.“Your thrusts are so powerful dear that I can’t help but scream,”. " Dot, still l in the bag adjusted her clothing. In the light of the fire I could see the motion of her hands between her legs. Frank saw it too as he moved to fetch his wife another drink. Phyllis took a couple of hits off the joint while Frank went into the motor home. She gave it back to him when he returned. She took hold of his hand and pulled him down to her, pursing her lips for a kiss. She then whispered something in his ear and he nodded in return. Frank, smiling at me, sat down. Suddenly there was some noise on the beach and his hand moved away quickly. He was breathing heavy as I pretended to wake up. I let my hand gently move it along my his thigh. I held my breath as I slowly stroked his flesh. Peter was staring at my hand, his eyes looked wild and horny. He suddenly stood up. ‘Mom I need to go back to the house, want me to fetch a coke,’ he asked. ‘Yes please, anything to cool me down,’ I said. He walked across the hot sand toward our house. I lay there a few.