Wo mere upar aayi, aur mere lund ke paas jaake kiss karne lagi. Aaj tak usne kabhi mera lund muh mein nahi liya tha.Us din usne kiss karte-karte lund ...o muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se khaane lagi. Main hi jaanta hu, ki kya feel aa raha tha. Wo paaglon ki tarah khaane lagi. Mere ko bhi maza aa raha tha.Is baar maine usko mere neeche litaya, aur main uski clean pussy ke paas jaake kiss karne lag. Wo paaglon jaise moaning kar rahi thi. Ek baar maine apni jeebh uski pussy ke hole mein daal di.. I got so wet thinking about them fucking so many guys, yet I knew that I couldn’t do that. Later, I met you and we were happy. The sex was great and we got married. Everything was great.”“WAS” I asked.“Well” she said, “in the last year, it’s gotten a little routine. You’re still the biggest cock that I’ve ever had, and I love EVERYTHING about you, but admit it… we’ve gotten a little predictable.”“Predictable?” I probed, as I began dipping my fingers into her very wet folds.“You know” she. "Yeah... yeah mom"Stroke.Stroke. "Nice... I... oooo... Since I first learned... OHH that's nice. Can I... can we do it mom?"I couldn't stand the desire anymore. I threw the blanket off our naked bodies. Eagerly my hand raced right back onto the boy's thick cock. I wanted to put it in my mouth. I wanted to show him how good I was with my mouth, as any good mother has to do to her lovely son. I talked on my son's quivering belly as I kissed my way downward on the baby-soft skin. At the same time,. He's such a sweet liar.We are getting propositions every day in the mail. And we have a large collection of penis pictures. Why do men think that such things are attractive? Why would they send pictures of them in the mail? I agree they are utilitarian, but beautiful? Hardly. And if they are trying to boast about their size perhaps they are unaware that we have to deal with that monstrous thing swinging between Andrew's legs every day of our lives. Anything larger would be grotesque.But Dee Dee.