Then I was on her belly circling her navel and she pressedmy head so firmly. After that I come down to her red pussy and it was wet enough bythen. I s...arted to lick her juice and insert my tongue into her pussy. Now she wasmoaning like a hell. aaaahhhh hhhhhhoooooooo ffffffffffffffff oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my husband is really done nothing to me and myself is dying for somefuck !!!!!! Oh god you are great, fuck me, suck me, and tear me. aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhaaaaa aaaooooooooooooooo. My siblings would sometimes see this and snicker. Shirley was never bashful around my family. She felt as if they were her family as well, and they were.One unique experience well remembered came on a cool January evening while I was getting hay down to the cows. We had been milking with my brothers doing some of other feeding and watering. My sisters and Shirley did most of the milking and clean up afterward. Shirley usually did all the solution rinsing of the milking equipment and milk line. ” “Minh, I want you to call me Dave or David. You can drop that Captain stuff.” “Okay Davey. It doesn’t really matter what I call you. I still love you.” When we got to the hotel room she attacked me and stripped my uniform off. “You won’t need those icky clothes,” she explained. She was right. I didn’t need them and she didn’t need hers either. I scooped her up and flung her onto the bed. She bounced and squealed. I hopped right on top of her. “Gimme, gimme, gimme!” she shouted. I plunged into. Mene uska haath Pakra par usne haath mujhse chura liya phir kya hum ghar pahunch gaye meh uski room tak gaya uski gussa bi bohut cute lag rahi tih balki uski gussa toh use aur bi sexy bana rahi tih mene use koob manaya par woh naa maani dusre din mene uske bete ko phool bijwayee aur dusre din mein college nahi gaya unke ghar ayee ab mujme use chodne ka himmat aur shaitan jaag uta tah uski beta toh school gaye huweh teh meh seeda uske kamre meh gayaKamre ke under gusa toh mene dekha ki woh safed.