“hurry!,” she whispered in a husky voice, more insistently. Now my heart was racing. I could still turn and run up the stairs but I didn’t. With...ut thinking I undid my belt and pulled my pants down and found myself ready. I saw her perfect naked ass raised for me, her head down on her arms, her hair obscuring her face. I took advantage. It was quick. The excitement, the anticipation, the unexpected lust, the danger all contributed to making it incredibly satisfying as were her soft grunts. She. My mother was just 16 at her marriage and my father was 28 leaving a difference of 12 years between them. Don’t guess that this is another mother fucking story. No it is not ! atleast for now.I grew up in an atmosphere of pujas, slokas, and serious studies as all Brahmin boys do.Later I went for my college course in a nearby big town and for my MCA I got admission in a well known Madras college. My father as a temple priest was not making much money and so I was not able to afford hostel. " And I'll bet you're very wet, both from what I've just done, and because you're remembering what happened the last time you were on this table." As she said this, Gretchen started rubbing her thumb over Nina's clitoris. Nina was definitely wet, and her hips started moving in response to Gretchen's actions."Hmmm, yes." I bet you'd like me to do that again." Yes, please." Well, I think we first need to explore a few things. Tell me, have you ever used any toys during sex?" Toys? I'm not sure. Basically, all careful and contained all of a sudden.”“I see,” said her father, turning her gently on her back, “I guess we both really needed this, then.”“Yeah, dad,” said Paige, taking Don’s hand now and placing it close to the waistband of her pyjama. Her skin was warm when he slid his hand across her lower belly, underneath her pyjama and down to the damp folds of her young pussy. Paige closed her eyes and focused all her attention on the glorious sensations upon her pussy lips and clitoris.