Now slowly kept my hand over her , she was quite when it crept towards her bossom it was obstructed , i did not wanted to force her . As the idea was ...aking shape in my mind my tool was erecting , it was now poking into her ass . Now i adhered to her fully like set of spoons .she could not avoid the contact and push me in cold after all i was her son. When i felt her becoming restless may be with anger or passion i didn’t know as i could not read her face. Slowly rolled her nighty bit by bit. . Thank you for your feedbacks for my previous part.My first part of sex journey I said how I fell in love and experienced a foreplay with my girlfriend Neethu and on next part I explained about my experience with my cousin Abinaya and caught by my little sister.. This is my third part of my sex journey and obviously this is about my sister.After she came from school she was shocked to see us in nude position. She shouted whats’s going on here? Is this home or anything else? I didn’t expect. “Is something wrong daddy”, she asked, pouting her luscious lips and widening her eyes as she turned toward me. I could not respond as I struggled to breathe. To further my torture, Molly revealed a bottle of Vaseline which had been well-hidden in her hand. She opened the cap and then dipped a single finger inside, and then removed a wad of cream with it. She stuck out her left leg out and pointed it forward. She then began to rub the cream from her upper thigh down to her toes. Her legs were. This was only the second time I had touched his erect penis, and it continued to thrill me beyond belief. I remember how it pulsed up and seemed to swell thicker at my touch. It felt like a muscle flexing larger in m tiny fist.I stroked down, moving my fist to the base of his erection, pulling the taught skin of his cock even tighter as I studied how Gary’s penis responded to my touch. I noticed that as I pulled my fist down to the base, the tiny hole to the opening of his urethra at the head.