’ I felt myself slipping away, the dual mixture of her soothing voice and tender touch pulling me into a state of serenity. A place I don’t ever r...call feeling before. It was like I was there and yet not really there…if that makes any sense. I continued to hear her voice, but from a detached state of nothingness. The words seemed so agreeable, so simple, that I agreed wholeheartedly to each suggestion, even though seconds later I couldn’t recall what I had agreed to. Time became redundant as I. . You can’t do that honey… Please don’t… Please baby, please… I’ve never been fucked in my ass before… Your cock is too big, it won’t fit… Please honey, not in my asshole, it’s too small… You can fuck my pussy again… Please fuck mommy’s pussy again baby… Not in my asshole… Not in mommy’s ass… Please son, please… Not in your mother’s asshole!!!”Ignoring her mutterings, I positioned myself behind her and lined my spear up with her anal passage, placing the head of my pole between the cheeks of. He had consented, finally, to the suggested "party," and though he was looking forward to observing the incestuous couplings, he still had some reservations. He had called Mark the day before, and the young medical student had agreed to come, and Coco had agreed to play the part of hostess for the weekend orgy.As he pulled into his drive, Prinz was relieved to find Mark and Coco's car parked next to the garage. When he entered the house, he was met by Coco, smiling and radiant."Hey..." she said. Ek din subha Sunday ko main so raha tha subha Priya ne awaz lagai Lalit darwaza kholna bell baji hain, Purvi (jo ki hamari kaam wali hain ) ayi hogi mein utha or darwaza khola samne koi 27-28 ki aurat khadi thi boli bhabhi hain maine kaha ha naha rahi hain tum betho main bola deta hu, maine Priya ko awaz lagi lagai Priya tum se koi milne aya hain. Priya kariban 5 minute baad aye to wo ladki boli bhabhi Purvi ko gaon jana pada uske pitaji guzar gaye kal, mujhe bole ke gayi ki mein yaha ke 4-5.