5 inch ka hai par usaka lund ham sabse moto hai fir kaya thaKaran aur vikarm ne milkar mom ke share kapde uttar diye mom puri nangi thi phir apne bhi ...om ne kaha ki beta tumhara lund to bahut mazedar aaj to bus maza hi a jayeg tumase chudwa ke aur fir mom ne vikaram ka lund apne hath me lekar chusane lagi aur karan mom ke mote aur gore gore boobs chusne laga aur udahr rahul dolly didi ke tops ke upar se hi didi ke boobs daba raha tha to maine kaha ki yaar sirf is rand ke boobs bhi dahbayega ki. Damm, I am starting to get a boner and in my excitement, I make a mistake. "Oops" I say, and he squeezes my leg & says "stop, let's take it again from the top". I start again. Wtf, his hand is now rubbing up and down on my leg. I look at his crotch and see that his bulge has grown. Aha, I think, he too has a boner.His hand has rubbed my crotch a few times in his wanderings up and down my thigh. When I have finished the program, he squeezes my leg up by my knee and rubs back toward my groin. He. When Josh and I started going out I felt that I had been delivered from my isolation, my uncoolness, and my family. It did not occur to me that I got the ideas for my outfits from photographs of my mother taken at a time when she looked happy to be with my father. Josh and I were unstoppable in our pursuit of 1960s-inflected accessories and experiences, but we were timid about sex. On the occasions when we found ourselves alone in bedrooms or on couches, our bravado dissipated and we became. Then I slowly started moving my hands upwards.My one hand was moving on her waist so softly to give her ticklish feeling while other I was rubbing softly in her hair. Then we broke the kiss, I started kissing her ears and then back of her ear then I bite the ear lobes. She moaning continuously and taking a deep breath.Then I put her hands up and started to remove her top, after removing her top I kissed on both of her underarms and then turn her around. She was wearing a red polka dots bra that.