Maine bola mujhe pata h ki tu iske liye kitna tadap rhi h sharma mut…Ye sunke usne dheere dheere mera lund chusna shuru kiya…5 min baad maine usse...roka aur apne saare kapde utar ke uske kapde utarne laga..Phele uska pajama aur suit utar diya..Usne black colour ke inners pehne the…Vo bht sharma bhi rhi thi aur darr bhi rhi thi…Maine usse samjhaya koi ni aayega…Aur uske boobs dabane laga…Uski bra ka hook khol ke uske nipple ka maza lene laga…Bht soft the uske boobs…Upar niche uchalta rha m udke. “Spread your legs Sasha! I can see your fucking cunt dripping from here!” Sasha smiled at Claire and happily opened up her thighs. “Oh Sasha your pussy looks like an invitation to dinner.” She kissed her way up her mocha thighs and sniffed out her pussy. “Your cunt is beautiful. I love how the small mound of hair accents your pussy.” Claire stuck out her tongue and swirled it around Sasha’s swollen clit. It started to stick out like a small cock as Claire continued to finger and suck on her. Finally Tim couldn't hold back and his hips began moving in unison with Sue's mouth working his cockhead and sucking firmly to bring his orgasm about.The instant Sue could feel her son's first spurt of thick cum shoot into her mouth, she clasped her lips around his cockhead and began swallowing as soon as spurt after thick sexy spurt of his seed started filling her mouth."Ohh, yes, oh yessssss,"Tim moaned as he felt his balls empty in his mother's mouth.As Tim's orgasm finished and he quit. Bob decided that the best thing he could do was to go under the knife. It was quick, relatively painless, and absolutely effective. He sure didn't need to impregnate either of these girls, and neither one showed any inkling of decreasing her demand on his body.It had become a routine. Every other Wednesday afternoon, Julie would visit the Larson home. Bob arranged his work schedule so that he could be home shortly after the noon hour. Julie would be waiting for him on his bed, naked, or.