Keep them on. You know how much i like the look from down there." God ... Sharon, baby ... I REALLY need it, baby. I'm all tensed up and i need it qui...kly. We can take a bath afterwards, but now ... just do it, honey. Just do me."Sharon looked straight into her mother's eyes from a mere two inches away, connecting with her soul in a sexual, incestual way. Her hands slowly moved down her mother's back, over her skirted ass until they moved down her mother's hips and thighs, and finally reached. Stimulating and erotic force in not only fantasy, but also in sexual activities. This very story was commissioned by an African American who wanted a follow up to a story I wrote a while back called Enslaved. Every story pushes buttons for those who are inclined toward what is in that particular work and turns off those who find the content repulsive. That is the nature of this sort of writing. They deposited him on my doorstep and that's how I came to write the Enslaved story in the first. I'm feeling really turned on, you're pushing your bottom up against my cock even more I can feel your cheeks on either side, so nice and so warm, slowly with my other hand I move my hand down to your back , down to your bottom and gently I lift your dress up, really slowly so that no one would notice, no one would anyway they are all enjoying the band, the place is really full now, only standing room, and people are literally just inches away from you. I start to stroke the bottom of your. Tu aisi baat kaise bol sakta hai. Maine mummy ki video fir chala di. Aur use dada ji ko dikhane laga.Main – Ye dekho dada ji kaise aapni chut ragad rahi hai. Agar mummy ka chakkar bahar kisi se shuru ho gaya, to ghar ki kitni badnami hogi. Aur agar aap unki chut ko shaant kar dete hai. To aap to ghar ke hi hai. Mummy ko ek ghar ka lund mil jayega. Jisse woh jab chahe aapni garmi nikal sakti hai.Dada ji – Magar kya iske liye bahu maan jayegi?Dada ji ki ye baat sunke main khus ho gaya.Main –.