” bole ami uthe dariye unake bichanai boshiye unar mai gulo duto eksathe tipe dhore mai er faakey amar dhonta dhukiye dilam. Uni unar mai duto eksat...e tipe dhore rakhlo r ami unar mai er faake thaap marte laglam. “aaahhh aaaahhhh maagi tor mai gulo ki boro aar kharai. Sotti khub aram lagche tor mai chude,” ami bollam. Uni bollo, “hhhmmm dao dao jore jore thaap dao maal fele dao amar mai er opore. Tomar leorar rosh diye ami amar dudhgulo malish korbo. Dekhbe maigulo aro kharai hobe.” ami bollam,. “Yes,” she replied, nodding gently. The sounds of Stacy and Rich coming from the laptop were creating images in Michelle’s mind as Tina’s hand moved to her stomach, the sensation feeling alien and erotically comfortable all at once. Michelle gasped quietly again as she felt Tina’s hand start to slide down until it reached her own, sliding over it, matching its movement. Their eyes were still locked as Michelle started to move her hips against their hands, her fingers pressed deep inside her.. Our relationship didn't seem any different during the day. But when I thought about holding Mom's pussy in my hand I got an immediate erection.The whole situation was odd. I understood it was incest. That didn't bother me in the least. What did, to some extent, was that Mom didn't talk when it was happening. In fact, she didn't talk at all about what had occurred between us. I was pretty sure she was okay with it since she'd smiled and acted fine the mornings after. But I really wanted to know. Everyone is open to everyone else, and enjoy spending time together. We started long ago in our family, and that of Carol's family. I have a hard time separating the two because of how close we've been, all our lives. Carol comes from a different family than Dave and I, but we were all raised together, and were in each others faces, and hearts, since we were born. Carol's older brother, and my oldest sister, were the only ones not actually living in the same house as each other at birth. We 8,.