Fir hum waha se nikal kar car mein gayeMe : omana aap ne aisa bola ki mene gand bade kiya toh aapne bhi toh lund mera lamba kiya hena chus chus karOma...a: ha toh meri merzi mera pati aur mere pati ka.Lund me lamba karungiMe : ha ha but bht din hogaye lund ka size kitna hua h dekha h kya?Omana: nai jaan kaise dekhu abhiMe: mene apna lund car mein he beth kar nikala pant se aur bola chalo muh me lekar batao lamba hua ya naiOmana: sibin yha kaise koi ayega tohMe: koi nai ayega aisa bol kar mene. Me – for whatShe – for what I did to you.Me – you did what.She – pointing to my wet pant, still I could not catch what she was saying. I put cig in her lips, she smoked, and after exhalation, she had recovered a bit. At last, she said sorry bhayya for wetting your pant.It's ok sister. It is no big problem.She – I should have controlled but I could not hold and pissed on you.Me – you pissed on me. You fool you have cummed on me, how did you feel while doing so.She – I was on cloud nine.It is not. Elizabethyelped with pleasure, her nerve endings on fire as every touch of theirflesh sent waves of pleasure through her body. Erica withdrew right tothe edge, teasing her lover, before plunging her flesh hard and fastback into her pussy. All the while she was kissing Elizabeth's body,scratching her fingers across her heightened flesh, squeezing hererection with her nails, scratching her foreskin. Sensations,sensations, every second were about sensations between them. They knewthat this wasn't. I have been trying to convince mom to write about herself and her adventures. I have even volunteered to write about her experiences and post them on this site. I did promise to write about her life only after she met and married dad.She is still thinking about allowing me to write about her experiences and for me to post them on this site. If anyone is interested in reading my mother's adventures, please let me know. If enough request me to write about her adventures I will write them and.