How would I explain this?"See, this is not so bad, is it?" She pushed deeper and twisted her finger inside me. I swear she was prolonging this on purp...se. My cock got harder and harder and started to drip precum from the slit on the tip. "Umm, you seem to be enjoying it." Ahh sorry doc." My face would have turned beet red if all my blood had not flowed into my rigid cock already."Don't worry, it happens all the time," she was definitely enjoying this as she slowly pulled her finger outward,. And, when she spoke, I felt her warm, moist breath blow gently across my face. We talked about sex again. Kelli and I did this quite a lot. Sex was our favorite subject! And, because we were tipsy, we went into great detail! The talk got hotter and hotter as we spoke about our sex lives - or lack of one, in my case. Listening to her adventures, though, I was about to burst into flames. Kelli was saying how she'd never had a proper orgasm. Aside from his abusiveness and other problems, her old. All this action made me almost giddy with lust and I was disappointed when he broke our embrace.“I’ve got to get naked.” He said and started to pull his t-shirt over his head, I went to kick off my shoes.“No!” he ordered, “You stay as you are for a minute.”It took only a split second for him to get naked. I once again found myself admiring his fit body, his strong chest and shoulders and the engorged firm cock which seemed to be staring at me out of its little eye. I wanted to get down on my. Papa apni jaangh se mere haat ko uthakar uspar chocolate thama kar bole: Lo khao aur chup raho, mujhe koi problem nahi hai.Chocolate pakadne se unki ungli par thodi lag gayi thi jise wo apne muh ke paas le ja hi rahe the to mein unke haat ko pakad boli: Chor, chocolate chor.Itna kahkar unke haat ko pakad apne muh ke paas laayi aur unki ungli chaat gayi. Wo ek tak kitchen aur mujhe dekhe aur fir apni ungli wapas kheech bole: Achcha to ab mein chor?Mein: Aur nahi to kya?Papa: Meine hi khareedke.