The shade of the tree now our only cover..She raised herself into position and guided my throbbing head into her wanting pussy.. She lowered herself s...owly, the feeling of the cold water on my cock now exchanged for a snug, moist, warm embrace.. When my cock could go no deeper, she held me inside her, the pelvic muscles she had worked out with ten years of gymnastics came into play as she squeezed and milked my cock without even moving, it felt incredible..With my hands now gripping each ass. As you open the door, I walk up behind you, grab you by the hair and pull you back against me. I cover your mouth so you can't scream and whisper in your ear, you think you are really something but I know you are nothing more than a little cum dump teasing whore. I hate fucking whores like you that tease guys and then just walk away leaving them with a hard-on and no pussy to fuck. I then throw you against the rest room wall and you start to say soemthing but I cut you short. Don't even open. Maine usko bed pe liyata ar uske boobs ko sahlaya wo mast ho gayi ma ikapde utar diye apne ar uski b utar diya ar doodh pina shuroo kiya abiha ke boobs bade nhi the par smart the chote se chusne m bahut maza aa raha tha……Usko kiss karya doodh pita huaaa chut pe jath rakh ke ungali dali wo b mera sath de rahi thi dheere se maine uska boobs bada diya wo dar gayi.Maine usko bed pe litaya thandi ki raat thi abiha ne lower ar t shirt pahne tha maine wo utar diya ar poote jism pe kiss kiya …Wo pagal. The reality was that I most likely would have reacted wrongly, and that would have set us back a few notches as well.I was deep in thought and wished my dad was around, or even Theresa, though not my mom; so I could say what I thought, and get their reaction.Why was it that I, the 'kid, ' had to be sensitive, supportive, and know about the issues my parents were going though, while they didn't need to think about what they did to me, or how it felt? Isn't it, or shouldn't it be, a two way.