. She said ok and also said wat a surprise u accept for oil bath… i smiled my self.. But my mom don’t know why i smiled… she said go and take ba...h.. I went to bathroom and after some time i called my mom and said the oil didn’t go out from my body.. She said rub it hardly and i replied i rub it but it didn’t go.. So she came to the bathroom i wear only underwear.. She inserted her bottom saree and petticoat in to her hip..and she started rub my head and all my body.. I sat on the floor both the. Her touch made my upper slacks surge."Well, don't plan on getting too lucky tonight. I'm not especially shy, or afraid of, uhh, being FILLED in, but other things excite me more." I wondered what that meant. We traded scar stories, I: a small, deep burn; cuts around a vein; a toe broken in a motorcycle accident; a knife stab in my hand; my broken arm and one I left for last. She: broken ribs, fingers, hand and arm cuts. "There's one more large one, but I can't show you ... not here anyway-. And He also has to promise Us that he will never tell Anyone if He does. No matter what! Donny? Do You understand? Do You promise not to tell? Not Anyone? I'll show you my penis if you do." And touch it! He needs to touch it,too!" George whispered and then embraced me. "Do it,Donny! Promise! Please?" I-I promise. I won't tell anyone. Ever! Can I see Your d-dick now?" The word felt weird to say.George's Daddy loomed before us,looking me up and down."You can see it after your bath." Aw...Dad! Why. Though needed frequent applications of saliva, Craig slid in, enjoying the familiar warmth moisture that excited him so much. John reached behind him, embracing the thick neck of the man, pushing his ass onto the pole that was slowly entering him, showing how much he wanted it. The smooth feel of John’s asshole, sheer negligee against his chest, the blonde hair in his face, and now the back thrust that further inserted himself into his willing ass resulted in Craig delivering a quick, hard push.