Then I feel you, your hot breath caresses my thighs, your tongue slides over my slit, I part my legs further, thrusting more. "Please!" I beg.My finge...s run through your hair as you take another long, slow lick. Mmm, that feels amazing. I feel a finger slide into my wetness as your tongue flicks at my clit.. then another fingers probes, my hips thrust to meet your movements. "Yes, mmm. You are so fucking good at this," I pant breathlessly. I knew that you would be. But ... Wow.I tremble, my. First she began to unbutton her blouse then teased me until it casually slid it off her shoulders and out of sight. Woo hoo, my little man friend was really stiffening up. It looked like a lilac coloured bra she was wearing. Sexily she manoeuvred herself round so I could see her unclip it at the back, then slowly turned to face the window and tantalisingly hold the cups against her mounds of pleasure. One tit popped out, soon followed by the other. I couldn’t help it, my hand went down to my. ”Sapna mere se apni chunchee chuswa kar bahut garma gayee aur jor jor se barbarane lagee, “karan please aur jor se meri chuchi masalo, inko khub dabao, daba dabake inka sara doodh pi jaoo. Mujhe bahut maza araha hai, meree pure sharir me kuch kuch ho raha hai. Hai mujhko itna maza kabhi nahi mila. Aur dabao meree chuchi ko..mai bhi pure jor jor se uski chuchi pi raha tha…mai uski chuchi ka aachi tarah khayal rakh raha tha….mai unhe kisi bhukhe bache ki tarah chush raha tha..maine sapna se kaha. I need it a lot more often than that…like every day. I had to promise to never ask him again if he would do it in front of you. He couldn’t wait to get it over with. That’s why he rushed through it like that.”She let that sink in and then she asked, “Will you punish me please. I can’t get off without it. I’ve tried! Masturbating just doesn’t do it for me. I blame my father for that.”I asked, “What did your father do?”Mom said, “Well, every time that I got caught playing with myself he would.