Nee en udan oru murai sex panu athan pinbu unaku koocham irukathu da chelam endraal. Naanum aduthu velaikaariayia eppadi eppozhuthu ookalam endru kath...kondu irunthen.Iruvarum phone call matum thaan pesikondu irunthom, andru iravu mani 11 irukum apozhuthu enaku video call vanthathu. Naan video call eduthu pesum pozhuthu velaikaari nirvaanamaaga aval iru mulaiyai kanbithukondu irunthaal. Haa haa athan azhagai naan epadi ungaluku soluven, oru kama nadigaiku irukum mulai polave miga sexiyaaga. "We will be having the pasta, a Caesar Salad, and a bottle of your best red wine."The server turned and walked away without another word. "Strange" Sam thought.The quiet was thick enough to cut with a knife. He considered making small talk but couldn't clear his mind of all the things he'd told her.She sat there watching him, her eyes never faltering. She was enjoying her slave's discomfort. From time to time she would raise her eyes as if to say; "Something to say?"He knew how silly he would. She just climbed up on it and waited for me to get undressed. Bethany came in to watch. Mom spread and pulled me in between her legs. She pulled my hard cock to her pussy lips and slid it up and down her wet slit before pulling it into her hole for me to push and finish the job of insertion. Mom cooed, I smiled, and Bethany gasped.Bethany said, “Oh my God, Mom you’re really letting him fuck you. I can’t believe that Dad said no. I wanted him to fuck me. That’s why I agreed to Strip Tennis in. It was so relaxing. Watching my brother masturbate is so relaxing. And being relaxed makes me horny.So horny ... Without even realizing it, I’d started to writhe a bit on the couch. Normally when I masturbate, I just sort of lie there and get the job done, but because I was so relaxed, I was letting myself get more and more turned on. Hornier and hornier. Stroke, stroke.I was so turned on that I couldn’t control my body - the intensity of my arousal was taking me over. My body was a slave to.