"Hell no." I regained my voice as my heart slipped out of my throat. Her ass was perfect, not too big but defiantly not small, it was soft and felt li...e a cloud through her shorts, I couldn’t wait any longer to get to it ”Aah, aah, ah!" she warned as I tried to slip my hands under the legs of her skimpy shorts. " Ill be in charge of what you get tonight mister." She stood up looking at me with a slight pout about her face, my cock still standing, now wet from her spit. She walked to her. And I used to enjoy their love making they used to talk or rather murmur nasty things while doing sex. Mom always used to plead dad to be slow which he never bothered. I saw my dad pounding my mom’s pussy vigorously. Later at night I used to get back to my room and shag my penis and sleep. I also saw dad being naughty with mom in day times assuming my absence.One day mom received a call from our relative stating her arrival to our home as she had some work in our city. She is Madhu aunty, a. I couldn't stand it any longer and I had another wet, noisy, orgasm. Joey continued to lick me, waiting for me to tell her what to do next.I grabbed her by the hair again and pulled her hair roughly and then I stuck my fingers into her mouth. She was sucking my fingers while I pulled her hair. She liked it.I rolled over and knelt above her taking a hold of her throat in one hand and still pulling her hair with the other had I was getting rougher with her. Demonstrating my dominance over her.. She had a large pink nipple that stood almost as erect as my penis and was surrounded by a generous areola.“Oh, I’m not just an audience member. You all are going to be playing a little game I like to call ‘Miss Nancy.’”“I love that game!” Diana shouted as she threw both her hands in the air. Her hands were balled up into fists as they pumped back and forth above her head. The bed shifted with each fist and I had to tighten my legs to hold my bladder.“Stop that right now,” Nancy barked. Her.