We always had a great relationship and I told her everything…except about how I started to feel about her after that day.My nightly fantasies, b...th wet and dry, progressed from my seeing those beautiful boobs to my imagining I was touching them and then every other part of her. She was a pretty woman then and still is; it always amazed me that a body that well formed was hidden under the plain clothes she wore. It never really impacted on me that it was my mother that was the object of my. On the back of my hand I could feel Marge's breathing speeding up, something hard began to push at my hand and I thrilled at the sudden knowledge that it was my sister's nipple swelling. The air became charged with an electric tension that grew with every passing second, at any moment I expected Lisa to jump up and start yelling at me, but she didn't move and when she did at last move it was to make a small grinding motion on my cock that sent it to full erection in an instant. Above me Marge. Hum wahan par bra dhoodna laga. Bhai na mujhe lacy bras pasand karka dein. Phir ek cut out bra jis mein nipples ki jagah cut huwi hoti hai who bhi pasand ki. Panty kalia thongs pasand kee. Aur kuch to aisi bhi Lein jis par sirf strings laga hua tha aur aagay choot ki jagah par ek chota sa triangle shape ka kapra tha. Bhai na kaha yah sab pehno aur bahir ghooma karo larka jab tum par marainga to tum ko aur maza aayaga. Raasta mein bhai na mujhe samjhaya kah tum apni gaandh khoob hila hila kar. ” Great, the diva attitude is starting. This whore is not famous or hot enough to be copping an attitude. And her hair is not worth worrying over. I tell her not to flatter herself, producing an angry, almost hurt, face before I force my cock back in her mouth. She keeps giving a half-hearted fight by pushing her hands against my hips, but for the most part she's compliant. Her mouth is amazing. After a few minutes I start to shove my cock deeper into her throat, bringing up louder and more.