Seconds later, the only naked part of me was my face and my cock. It was standing up through the zipper. I pulled my balls out for her to see. She ...at on the far end of the couch and faced me. I turned to face her."Mike's finger moved to my slit first thing...no messing around." She lightly touched her slit as she said that. I wasn't able to say it, but I wanted that finger inside of me. I just watched him with my eyes wide open. He moved his finger along the slippery swollen slit, not. She was so cute that we did it again each year for three more years. At twenty-five we had four of the most beautiful daughters in the world. That was because they took after my wife…one of the most beautiful women in the world. She was just as pretty as any Playboy Centerfold or Super Model…and it was all natural, every inch of her.She has an older sister Janet that lives clear across the country and lives with her wife. Yes, she is a devoted lesbian. They are very happy but of course her. The bills had a dampfeel to them from the sweat of horny men. She peeked in and saw Danasleeping curled up in an almost fetal position in a nightgown on thebed. "My little princess," Linda thought to herself. My little princessdeserves better than having a mom who strips for a bunch of gruntingguys. If Dana can transform herself into a better person, anything ispossible.Looking at Dana's room also struck her as odd. It was an interestingmix of her former gangbanger self and her new sweet little. I said youare my life. Her legs were locked on my hip. I was sucking her lips andbreasts. Her mulais (breasts) were soft and mouthful. I smelt her armpits. Iwas fucking her like there was no another day. She was moaning, enneangamedhuva saiunga (Dear do it slow) I accepted. I pushed my sunni (penis) in slowand waited for a few seconds and reversed and waited for a few seconds andagain pushed in. She was in heaven and told me neengatha en ouire (You are mulife). I was making slow and steady. She.