“You are not going to tell mom are you?” he asked. “I don’t know son” Will replied to his son. Tom’s eyes were filled with tears as he th...ught that now his father would looked at him like a freak or something. When he opened his eye Tom saw that his dad had a large burgle in his pants. It was one thing for his dad to catch him but for his dad to tell his mom would be much worst. Tom reached out and placed his hand on top of his dad’s crotch. His dad’s cock was hard and by the looks of it quit. I roll over and open my bedside drawer, pulling out my favorite dildo. It's bright pink, soft to the touch, but firm enough for my needs. My boyfriend bought it for me. He felt I needed something pink in my life. He has often complained that I wear too many dark colors. He even gave it a nick name for me, Pinky. I laugh every time I think about the fact that my dildo has a name. Bringing it to my mouth, I push it in coating it with my saliva. I'm wet enough now, but I like the extra. . Par tum mere saath anal sex hi kyon karna chahti ho?Kyonki tumhara woh chhota hai.Dusre din jab usne chat par kaha ki woh mere ghar par aa rahi hai to …. Main hakkabakka rah gaya…Tumhe mera ghar kaise pata …Usne kaha pahle door to kholo …Maine jaakar door khol diya… Koyi nahi tha.Main darwaja khula chhodkar fir chat karne laga… To achanak laga ki mere piche koi hai.Dekha to …. Wohi khubsurat aunty mere samne thi, mujhse chat karnewali koi aur nahi woh khud hi thi.Aisa khel kyon khela mam. I ran to the coffee table and stared at the cum on the table. It had been smeared, like someone took their hand and scooped some up. My heart leaped out of my chest. I looked outside at Anna. She had positioned her recliner much closer to the house, about five feet away. But she was not just facing the house, she was exactly in front of my previous spot on the couch. Something else was different. It was her skin. The shine didn't look like that Coppertone lotion she had on before. I stood there.