I planned everything down to the smallest detail. We bought a mansion on Ash Street in Brockton’s West Side. A two-story, four-bedroom house with tw... bathrooms, two living rooms and a kitchen. Not to mention a vast basement, and an outdoor swimming pool. I painted my sons room a bright shade of blue a week before they were born. At the hospital, I insisted on being present for everything. Nancy and I opted not to ‘alter’ our sons in any way. Like me, they were uncircumcised. It took me a while. Bull is fucking her hard. His whole length slamming into her with each powerful thrust. I can make out my gf's pussy cream coating every inch he has as he seamlessly glides in and out of her. 'She has cum.' I think to myself. Her pussy creams like that when she cums.I can hear her moaning on the video. She's begging for it too. I hear her voice moaning and begging, louder and louder. I realise Bull has just sent me a video of his mammoth cock fucking into climax. She screams as she cums hard.. Just be as u like .Bhabhi said ok and started explaining my father went behind bhabhi very closely.my bhabhi was quiet . Father said to continue her explanation. My was listening to her but his hand rubbing her thighs .bhabhi said papa what r u doing . My said just seeing ur smooth skin . He kissed her neck and his right went and cupped her right breast and his left hand into her cunt. She said papa what r u doing leave me somebody might come . My father said that everybody is sleeping and. She was tall and dressed in a way that was beyond fashionable. Her jacket and skirt were of the business variety, but too tight and too liberally cut to be businesslike — as were her laced, high-heeled vintage boots.The woman moved gracefully towards her table. Her hand was warm and strong, her smile spontaneous, but her green eyes stayed intensely watchful, brooding even. Then there was the voice — low and hoarse. It lilted with a European accent she could not place; but it went straight to a.