Martha starting giving Ronnie's shoulder soft kisses while she caressed Ronnie's arm and neck. I let my finger probe inside Ronnie's slit and found he... open and dripping, and she began to pant as my finger moved up an down the length of her slit, sparing her clit for the time being. I planned on saving her clit for last.I rose on my arms and shifted my body over hers, and she spread her legs a little and I settled onto her warm, supple length, my face over her navel. I looked up and Martha. It wasn’t open yet, but cutting across it shorted his walking time home by about half.Eric Bishop was a nice enough guy, just had a serious lack of self-confidence. He was orphaned at 3 when his parents were killed in a car accident and he had grown up with a foster family, the Cannon’s. The Cannon’s had been the only real friends Eric’s family had that were close enough to take him. But life was still hard on him. You see, Mr. Cannon had run off with his secretary just after Eric’s 6th. He pushed up on his arms, looking down on me as his hard throbbing cock pinned me to the bed. I couldn't think of anything except that I loved what we were doing so I managed to tell him “Oh god dad, I love this, I love you so much!” I reached for his face and pulled him down again to put my mouth over his. As we kissed sexually for the first time he lost the rhythm and started banging against me in a frenzy as he jerked and came in long intense bursts. My cunt warmed even more as the hot. So I booked tickets of 1st class cabin in train. On the day of departure we went to station boarded train took our cabin. It was awesome we made ourselves comfortable. On that day my mother wore tight jeans and tight T-shirt which showed her ample boobs, my uncle was staring at her with lust. After some time there was knock on cabin door Tc came and checked our tickets then came dinner we enjoyed our food and we decided to get freshen before sleeping,.We came back from washroom and locked the.