He ran his hands slowly up and down her body, stroking her wet skin with his strong fingers. Eventually both hands came to rest on her boobs, squeezin... and stroking, pinching her stiff nipples hard enough to make her squirm and sigh.Continuing to fondle her tits with his right hand, he slid his left across her stomach, through the thin, sandy blonde curls of her pubic hair and down between her legs. She shifted her feet to spread for him and give him easier access. He parted her lips and ran. They had done some crazy things together, but this was somehow surreal. Carrie wanted them all to arrive at Brompton House together and had ordered a taxi for 6.30pm. Fiona, Sadie and Cherry had overnight bags with them, as they would all be staying the night. Carrie already kept a good supply of things at Cat’s. He had turned over the second en suite room to her to be her own space. She used it, but hadn’t slept in the bed yet. “Remember girls,” said Carrie, “you can look, but you better not. As the shower head moved downward, she returned to a kneeling position in front of son. She smiled as Sean thrust his hardness into the warm spray as the silky soap was washed away from his penis and testicles. She switched the setting on the shower head to a spiral, pulsing flow and Sean gasped loudly as his mother directed the pulsing spray onto the engorged head of her son's erection. Sean couldn't believe the sensations that were gripping his excited gland as it was pushed and swirled in. Tumhe pain hua jab me tumhara lund ko hila rahi thiWo nai ulta maza aayaI toh muze v aise maza ayegaWo rukhiye me pehle apki iss ched ko chummu apne jese mera lund ko chumma tha taki mera thuk issme lubricant ki tarah kam kare ugli gusate waqtI chumne ka kya jarurat wese acha lubricant to tumhara lund me heWo nai di muze chumne do na..Wese v muze susu karne ki jagah ko dekhne me avi sharm aati he me avi isi ko hi chum k apko de sakunI thik he sona tumhara aaj b’day he tum mere badan ko gift.