Talking of her stats she must be 38,30,39. I know now that’s a booty, you all would love such mumacitas.Later that evening she invited me to her hom..., however as I didnt know what to tell my parents I declined that time however told her that we will try to make up something this week end. Reaching home I told my parents that our office has arranged an out station visit for all us employees and I will be visiting shimla this weekend for Saturday and Sunday.Desperately waiting for the weekend, it. Resuming my grip on her hair, I forced Teresa's face toward my groin, and growled, "Open, bitch!"Her mouth opened and I forced the purple head of my cock into the tiny opening."No teeth!" I warned.Slowly, giving her very little time to adjust, I forced my way down her heaving, gagging gullet. Tears sprang from her eyes as her belly spasmed, trying not to expel its contents. Teresa's tiny hands planted themselves on my thighs, still gripping the fabric of her top. I slapped them away and forced. “You know, seeing how Luke behaves this way, he’s at least somewhat like Daddy in some ways. He enjoys at least a little being made to mind his sisters. Yet he also rebels. That’s the mix of Mom and Daddy in him, you know. The stubbornness is Mom. The puppy dog ways are Daddy. It might be interesting to see how far we can push the envelope without making him strike back. But I don’t want to go too far. He might very well snap and do something. There’s too much Mom and Grandpa Jay for him not to. “Well,” she began with a little nervous chuckle, “I noticed how you were getting…aroused… now and again,” she said, glancing at my semi-hard cock and smiling. “But you seemed totally comfortable about it. No embarrassment. That helped me,” she explained.'So she had noticed!' I thought to myself.“Well, what can I say?” I said. “You have a beautiful body to work on!” I flirted, making her giggle.“I'm just wondering something," I said thoughtfully. "How would you like to have four hands working on.