" Shesqueezed his nuts playfully, "but just before you came, my friend borrowedthe sperm-collection container." She was now holding a smooth black tub...with a cute little pink bow at the top. "Billy, I was just going to milkyou today but, without the collection cup to catch your mess, I can't let youspurt." She smiled gently. "I just don't want any on my new shirt..." shesighed and innocently stuck her chest out, slowly moving her massive breastsfrom side-to-side, showing him exactly where she. She pressed 2 fingers inside, up to the knuckles. She reveled in her daughter's throes of unbridled sexual energy. "Faster, mommy.... Ohhhh, fuck my asshole harder.....Mmmmmmm..." Riona urged her mother on. In her experience over the past 2 years, she noticed that her mother's enjoyment always increased whenever Riona would talk dirty to her, and call her 'mommy'. Her observations were very much accurate. Deirdre loved the sound of those words coming from such a young, sweet voice. Deirdre. Par mai kuchh kahne se bhi dar raha tha. Mai apni ankhen mud kar malish ka maja le raha tha ki achanak bhabhi ne apni sari puri tarha se upar kar li aur mere underwear ko niche sarka kar apni choot ko mere lund par rakh kar jor se daba diya jisse mera lund uski choot ko chirta hua andar ja ghusa . Maine kaha:-“ Bhabhi kya kar rahi ho”. Bhabhi :- Dev, abb aur kuchh mat kahao bas abb mujhe chod dalo . Dekho tumhara lund meri choot ke andar hai abb aur mat tadpao bas mujhe chodte jao . Tumhara. Didn’t want to answer. Didn’t want to go there. Just wanted to live in the bows and arcs of sex and orgasm, of being wanted without it forcing me to change who I was. Serious and life-altering, but only in the swift fantasy of it all.“Fuck. Me.” I made sure to annunciate. “Such an angelically dirty mouth,” he whispered before he trapped it in his own. It felt like his body was oxygen. Every kiss, every thrust, every brush against my skin was everything I’d ever needed. I was lost and.