Dee put her arms around his neck and kissed him back.“I… I am sorry. I wanted to finish you. I am sorry, Patrick. I wanted to make you feel goo... and cum in my mouth. I… I can try again later, I promise,” Dee told him after they broke their kiss, her voice sounding weak and almost childlike.“Shhh, it's okay, Dee,” Patrick reached up and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand, “you will get better. We will train your mouth to take it.”Dee smiled at the "you will get better". To her,. .my own mother….My words began to cross limits of scantily between the limits of relationship between me and my mother..I began speaking so dirty “ Ohh Radhikaaaa….Amma…..I am dying to see your hairy vagina…my slut…..my whore…..i wanna fuck you in all your holy holes….your vagina….your ass hole…your mouth….ahhhh Radhikaaaa……..”. This was making both of us much much hornier…I continued “ Amma……I would love to see your holy vagina being fucked by street locals one by one and ravish your. Withn her left hand she pulled up the hem to her waist, until he could see her black lace bikini underwear riding over her hand as she found her lips and then her pearl.He swore under his breath and worked himself faster. And watched Dianne slip 2 fingers into he intimate garden. Her left hand danced over her pearl, her blue painted fingernails making a blur of color. "OMG I can't stop any more," she gasped, feeling herself losing control.He grunted, done in by the excitement of watching Dianne. I reached down and kissed her on her lips. Now not a word of this to anyone, especially Tracy. She would not understand. No problem. Thanks again for letting me stay here. Part Two Tracy got home and we made out introductions and when we were in bed, she talked about how beautiful she was and how great it was to finally have a child in the house. I agreed but failed to mention what I knew about the girl. WE talked about how much money we would probably spend tomorrow, and I fell asleep with a.