I stood right next to him - real close. I felt lucky.We got our cocks out and started pissing. I had the urge to exhibit myself indecently. Mine was a...ready boned and pointing to the ceiling where the spiders spun gossamer webs in draughty corners. My flow was restricted by the erection. I looked down at his magnificent specimen - prime black dick. My knees started melting. Even in this state I couldn’t rival his cock in repose.I reached across and touched it, waiting for his reaction. In those. He ended by licking my cunt while his fingers fucked my ass.When we went back in the house mom had to know he had been fucking me but she did not say a word. I guess she knew by now what a slut I was for my dads cock. I also fucked dad better than mom ever did. Every time we were alone dad would sexually touch me some how. He either grabed my tits or my ass or fingered my pussy. And I felt his cock and jerked him making him cum in his pants. We also made a lot of trips to the shed to fuck for. Or wet be hoe thi ,jab junglee ghoomta hoa didi ki hips tak ata to os ki bati choot chatna chhor daye or dosre tarf didi kay mu kay agay chili jate . or junglee admai apni 3 inch ki lumbi or motti chore zubaan didi ki choot pay phairta or phir apni zubaan pore andar daal dayta .or didi seskiya layna suru kar dayte .Itnay main junglee didi ki tango main uth kar gotnno kay bal ho gaya . or apna lumba motta loray ka motta head , topa . rakha to aysa laga jasay didi ki choot chop gaye ho , or phir. I wasn't sure how much I could take or his intensity levels, but I was more than willing to find the answers.With every passing thrust, my slit hurt a bit more, and I tensed up even more. After another minute, I faced forward again and grabbed onto something hard beneath the cushion. I used it as leverage, but that only made him work extra hard to break me.He spanked me again from time to time, but let his cock do most of the work again. Neither of us uttered anything, but frequently moaned,.