Then Rob pulled me closer and sat up and kissed my pussy thru my wet thong and started licking Mark’s cum off of my panties. “Mmmmm”, I moaned. ...hen Rob told me he could smell my freshly fucked pussy when I first came into our bedroom earlier and he said he bet Mike could smell his Mommy’s cunt too when I went to his room.I just grinned at him and said, “I hope he did! And he saw my titties too I’m sure!”I pushed my hubby away then bent over and took off my wet thong as some more of Mark’s cum. Toh mne bhar s puch kya hua toh maa ne kaha ki mai towel panty bra bhar bhul gye. .mne maa ko unki black panty jisme chut ki jagah pe safed nishan the. Yeh nishan chut k nikle hue ras k wajah se hote hai, bra aur towel de dia. . Maa ne kaha andar aakar de de.. Hmre bthrum ka gate kholte he just samne kammod(toilet seat) hai. . Mne jaise he gate khola latrin ki smell ayi aur dekha samne maa puri nangi hokar tatti kar rhe the. .mai khushbu sungh kar aur maa ko dekhkar pagal hogyea . Mre maa thdi. "That feels good Bobby, too good!" I laughed.Then I shifted my body a little bit so I could feel Bobby's hard-on against my ass. After a few more miles I pulled off of the road onto a little tractor path on the edge of a cornfield. I parked the bike where you couldn't see it from the road."I got to piss," I told him.So Bobby got off, and so did I. I walked a few yards down the path, unbuckled and unzipped my pants. My hard cock popped out of my pants, and I stroked it a couple of times. Then I. "I know this is a lot warmer than my family, and they weren't bad people. They did buy into lots of social stereotypes. Once I became a cheerleader that was more of an identity than anything else. Going to college as a commuter didn't help. It was only after I transferred down here, and started dancing, that I could afford an apartment and a social life."Still, I tended to go out with guys, and occasionally girls, that first thought about my looks, second about sex, and only a little about.