" Ok, imagine lines being drawn on your body. Make a circle around your neck, ankles and waist. And, then just draw lines vertically to separate the t...rso into front and back parts." Hummm, six parts. But interesting things aren't very evenly distributed are they? I can understand the head and neck, the bottom front, and for dirty old men, the bottom back. But you'll have to explain what you get out of the feet part, for instance." Well, I only do feet if the girl is wearing a dress or skirt.". I would breed Cherry's mother, too.“Mrs. Kang, no other guy can fuck your pussy until I've bred you,” I growled. “Your mouth and asshole are available for the other male members of the Mother Fucking Club, but not your cunt!”A tiny prickle raced across my thoughts while Cherry grinned at me. “Yes, yes, yes!” she groaned. “Breed my mother! That's so hot!”“I know!” I groaned and thrust my cock into Mrs. Kang's pussy.Her hot cunt engulfed my cock. Her silky pussy caressed my shaft. This wonderful. We broke after almost a minute, looked at each other’s eyes and passed a gentle smile to each other. I held Kishore’s hand and we walked towards the sofa. I was very excited to touch my ex-boyfriend’s body after so many years as he was still stiff and masculine. We sat there and talked for a few minutes about our lives.After that, his hands were over my thighs. We were damn close to each other. By then, we had many kisses and I could see in his eyes how badly my ex-boyfriend missed to play with. My Mom is forty-five and still quite beautiful.My father was a bastard. When I was eighteen he took me aside and told me, in very clear terms, that he was paying my way through college, as he would for all of his children. But, the catch was I had to give him a blow job and then let him fuck me for as long as he wanted that night. I knew it was coercion, and I could have said no, but I knew I would never pay my way through an expensive college like the one our family all attended. I am ashamed.