With every beat of my heart, your words are in my blood. I can’t think about anything else. Wanting you is in every breath I draw. I can’t underst...nd how I could want you so much. It doesn’t make any sense. I want things to make sense.’ This revelation made his guts clench and his spirits soar, along with a few more savage impulses having to do with the way she felt under his hands. Appearing to ignore everything she just said, he goes back to kissing her neck and whispers ‘Amanda, just how. As a son and a mother. But after I fucked my aunty at my native place..I was in Mumbai and feeling lost for sex….I used to masturbate a lot every alternate day…my mom used to be at home every day indulged in her daily work…Slowly I started to look towards my mom in lust for sex…i know she was also missing sex for a maximum period of her life…she always wears saris and mostly velvet gowns in house…i used to come from office and sit in kitchen looking at her with lust….I used to see her bib. If this was how she was going roll from here on out, she was going to need to learn to take a cock. I decided I would be the teacher. I would give it to her hard, like it or not. I convinced myself I was doing her a favor, but I really just wanted to fuck her hard. After seeing her body glisten with sweat from our lessons and seeing how the beads shone on her tanned skin (I imagined her laying out by the pool in a tight bikini), I wanted all I could get from her. “I am going to fuck you. I'm fifteen, so my cock is always ready for more. So, where would I find more? Right down the hall. I have an older sister, Tammy, who is seventeen. And I know something about her that she doesn't know I know. She's fucking our dad.How do I know? Well, my dad is fucking Jenn, too, and even did Becca in the ass before I ever fucked her. I know because Jenn and Becca have told me.Now, Tammy is a fine looking girl. Being seventeen, she looks the most like the girls in Playboy or Penthouse. She's.