Once he was hard again, I asked him if he wanted another blow job. Of course he put his hand on my head and guided it down to his cock. I licked at t...e pre cum and within moments had his entire cock in my mouth again. In one attempt at giving a blow job, I could get six inches into my mouth and throat. As I sucked greedily, Desmond moaning started up again and he thrust his hips off the couch which sent his cock into my throat. I would keep it there as his hands held me fast and tight. . I came down to his neck and started kissing and licking there and gradually moving down I sucked his nipples. He had breasts like girls and I was having fun biting, licking and sucking them. I went further down to return the favor I got from him and started licking his shaft. It was went from the licking and then I took it in my mouth and gave him a blowjob. I took his dick out & it was oozing precum which I licked from my tongue and then gave him a smooch. We were exchanging his precum mixed. Then, two, three, fingers in her. Sliding them in and out. Soft. Gently. Normally she had her first orgasm while I did that. Then I fucked her. Slid my dick inside her. We always went through a punch of positions. The good old in and out game. In the end we came together. In most cases. Damn, she was a great girl. But I am drifting off.After she moved out, my daughter and I met regularly. It didn’t mean that Thursday evening was father daughter day. We just met as often as we both liked, or had. Since puberty he had the usual teen-aged boy’s fascination with breasts. At 14 his sexual experiences were extended to some groping of the school girlfriends. But those girls were nothing compared to raja’s own mother, sunita devi. His mother had a slender frame with large, heavy breasts. Secretly, raja had looked through the washing cloths to find one of his mother’s brassieres. Feeling both ashamed and excited raja read the faded tag on his mother’s brassiere, 38dd. Hoping his mother would.