I remember getting up early for school each day just so I could catch a glimpse of mum dressing in front of the roaring open fire. To see mum pullin... up her panties or sliding on her stockings, gave my pre-pubescent cock a raging stiffy. Mum has always been a good looking woman, lovely long legs and gorgeous tits, I remember regularly wanking my little prick thinking about mum. Years later I graduated to taking her panties out of the laundry basket and can still remember the sheer. ...by the way, what's you name?" Just call me Dai. Byeee." Than the call ended, leaving Nick a little flustered, though sexually quite pumped up. He had three hours to kill and set about choosing the best outfit to wear for his 'date' with Dai.In a drawer in Tina's dressing table he located a freshly-laundered man's white shirt (probably the boss's for when he stopped over, he thought). He stuck his slacks in the trouser press then went and shaved and showered, adding liberal amounts of. Maine dekha ki unka gora chehra lajja ki lalima se aur bhi nikhar uthhi hai. Unhone sar uthhakar ek baar meri or dekha fir sar jhukar kaha “ham aaj raat me aayenge” ek aashcharya mishrit khushi se mera sara sharer sihar utha. Mujhe yakeen nahi hua. Maine prashnawachak dristee se unki or dekha kaha “jee?” Unhone kaha “jee han aaj aapke bhaiya bahar ja rahe hain raat ka khana ham lekar aayenge aap andar se darwaje ki kundi khula rakhna bachchon ke sone ke baad hi ham aayenge” aur itna kahkar. Finaly I couldn’t wait anymore put his cock into my mouth and worked it more with my hand trying to get more of the juices out of it. I started twisting my hand over the head of his cock and really working it with my mouth, feeling how good it felt to have this dripping hard cock throbbing in my mouth, getting some of the precum mixed with my saliva. While gently rubbbing his balls I would keep up the movement with my mouth and twisting hand over his cock and occasionally deep throut him until.