Each of my balls was strapped so tightly, I thought they might burst out of my scrotum. Small straps ran off perpendicular from a main strap running ...p my hard-on. As these were buckled, each of them squeezed my already rock hard penis. I knew that either my dick, or my head, was going to explode from the pressure. Once more, delicate looking, yet no doubt stout padlocks were affixed to each and every buckled union. And once more, a drop of superglue rendered their mechanisms. Momma’s right hand was working on dad’s penis. Dad’s penis had little hairs. It seems that he shaved pubic hairs a week before. After rubbing genteelly, it starts taking shape. Dad put his both hands inside her skirt and started squeezing her ass cracks. But tonight she wore stocking and it prevented dad’s palm to completely go deep inside her ass lining. They both still were kissing each other. Mom was dancing her waist and I know that she is in mood.Jonny was watching them silently but very. I put her kneeling face down into the bed, lifted her leather skirt, pulled her soft ass cheeks wide open and pressed the top of my cock up against her hole, she gave a gasp and started to bounce ever so slowly and slightly backwards and forwards until the top couple of inches of my prick were inside of her (what a gurl). The pace picked up and got faster and faster and harder and harder and deeper and deeper. The sight of her stockings, basque and heel's sent me over thee edge. My shaft. His was a fiery furnace of desire that drove them all into a frenzy of arms, legs and secret places that needed an ultimate climax exploding in creamy cum and happy faces.It turned out that the other two girls were related sisters but had been brought up in different households because one was dark-skinned albeit a more chocolaty like a beach bunny with a nice tan all over. She made no objection to parading around in the bedroom stark naked with her boobs and bottom bouncing every which way but.