Phir ek aur jhatka mara dad ne aur pura utar dia meri ankho se ansu aane lage dad rook gaye aur lund bahar nikal ke dood choosne lage . phir 5 min bad...unhone ek hi jhatke mein pur lund utar dia aur maine jam se cheek di aaaaoouch aaaUff oh my god . dad mere mu par mera top thoos dia aur tezi se chodne lage kuch 10min badd mai unka saath dene lagi toh dad muskuranre lage mai b haa n aa hh god plzz dad rooko mat aur tez karo tab dad ke position change ki woh leet gaye ab mai unke lund pe kood rai. There I was, sipping my first cup of coffee and working on a bowl of cereal when Rose-Marie walked in in her birthday suit. To say I was taken aback would be to put it mildly and when, a couple of minutes later, she was followed by her mother in the same condition ... let's just say it's a good thing I was young and reasonably fit.I said Margaret closely resembled her daughter (or vice-versa, of course). Apart from the tan and a few lines, her face being, as I said 'lived in' they could almost. Albert now again launched into a fuller explanation about the details of their unsuccessful union.In their brief courtship, a lot of partying took place and his future wife was fairly sexually compliant, mostly well under the influence of alcohol. Although there were tell-tale signs of her resistance, when sober, naïvely, Albert simply wrote this off to the fact that she would soon adapt to his penis size. He was so taken with her stunning looks, and also, being the envy of all his buddies, he. .I wake up suddenly, sweat dripping down my face. My pussy wet and throbbing. Another dream about her...and how embarrassing, this time she's lying in my bed. My best friend of 13 years (have we really known each other that long? It's hard to believe we're both 18 already) is asleep next to me, with no idea that right now my head is full of images of her. I can't remember when I first noticed how beautiful she was, or when I first began dreaming about her. All I know is that she trusts me.