The penultimate move in my little beach chair ballet was to lower the head of the chair halfway down so I would be in a more reclined position, but st...ll allow me to clearly see in front of me. I put my book in my beach bag then laid back down, this time putting the bottoms of my feet together with my knees out to the side leaving me spread eagle. I suppose if this pose had happened naturally, I would never even have thought about it. But the fact that I was manipulating my position to. She worshipped secretly the man of the cloth. He had loomed in his cassock, often in her recent fantasies.Erica’s body was shaped by her training regime, her diet, regular gym workouts and mental preparation. She would always savour and have the female lifelong love affair with her gorgeous pleated genitalia and her pussy would always crave fat fast indecently deep cock. Still the men who gave her backdoor attention would reap the most sexual rewards. Her sex life was and would remain forever. Bhabhi ney fir mere shirt utar di aur kiss karne lagi, fir unhone mujhe bed par litaya aur mere jeans utar di.Ab mey sirf under-wear mey tha, mera lund under-wear fadne ko tayaar ho rha tha, bhabi ney kaha dekho janab kaise tadap rha hai, aur keh kar mera under-wear niche kar diya, aur mera lund apne muh mey ley liya, mey muh se ahhhhh!!! Ki aawaz nikal gye, bhabhi 15 minute tak lund ko chusti rhi, mene kaha ki bhabhi mey jhadney wala hu, par unhone mujhe un-suna kar diya, aur mene apna sara. Oh, God! That small figure in the doorway could only be Mom! I was so thunderstruck that I could only sit there like a fool as she came to me and sat down beside me. Then my arms were around her once more, eagerly pulling her willing body to mine. She had on her fleecy robe. I wondered what was under it.Mom's mouth was almost frantic on mine, kissing and tonguing and licking with all the passion that I had been sure was inside her. Oh, Mom! Mom! You wonderful, wonderful creature! Oh, God!.