T.? There’s something else…J.T. …please…it’s me.” I looked at his face. He was staring intently at my arm. I looked down and saw the deep ...ounds in my skin. How could a werewolf possibly be afraid of blood? I tried crossing my arms across my body, but couldn’t because of the pain. I moved my arms behind my back, hoping that the theory of ‘out of sight, out of mind’ could apply. I asked again what was wrong when his face didn’t change. The response that came from him was almost frightening. I. Devyani remained motionless, reveling in the aftereffect of a fantastic fuck with her own son. Her pussy wide open and she felt his cum oozing out of her slit, slowly trickling along the crack of her anus. She slipped her legs down, stretching out on the sofa.“That was great darling.” She took his wet flaccid cock between her fingers and stroked it affectionately. “Mommy loved the way you fucked her. When can we do it again?”“Whenever you need it.” He smirked.Sameer smiled at his eager mother,. My father’s lungi was already rolled up owing to the temperature and his penis is visible. Farheen took his penis by her hand and tried desperately to enter it in her cunt. However, due to the penis being in a slump condition it did not enter. When she was tussling with his penis, my father suddenly regained consciousness. Seeing Farheen in such a condition he threw her aside. Now Farheen, ashamed and afraid ran out of the room and went to my mother’s room.When Farheen left the room my father. Her clothes were torn to shreds and she was covered in filth from head to toe. But she was otherwise unharmed. It was a veritable miracle. Though realizing she had survived a plane crash should have been her primary concern, she was busy freaking about her grimy appearance. But that was because her brain preferred to focus on something mundane rather than facing the reality of her situation. I need to get cleaned up, she realized. Gathering what little strength had returned to her body, she got.