Mai socha ki kitchen mai maa kisse baat kar rahi hai.Mai chupke se dekhne gaya to mene dekha ki rajesh uncle ne meri maa ko piche se pakad rakha tha k... aur unke gale pe kiss kar rahe the.Ye dekh ke mai hakla bakka reh gaya .Meri maa bol rahi thi ki ab muje jane do..Bacche kabhi bhi aa sakhte hai..Tab rajesh uncle ne bola ki abhi thik hai .Baccho jab shaam ko khelne jayenge tab mai aaunga…Rajesh uncle ussi waqt chale gaye ..Rajesh uncle ke jaate hi maine maa ko bola ki mai aa gaya aur shaam hote. " You got that right, Joe," Henry agreed, moving towards his mother and squeezing both of her round buoyant boats of titmeat without shame. "But give her a call when you need to get some, okay? Mom's pussy is a fun place to put your wee wee, as you just found out, I' m sure. Have a good one." You too, Henry, and Hilda, it was wonderful poking, er, I mean meeting you," Joe stammered, donning his Santa cap and then darting out the door."Mommy's fucking Santa! Mommy's fucking Santa!" the. He slid into me and then just froze up. Holy shit its in. Stay still We sat this way for about a minute, then he started rocking his hips. It only took a few seconds before he came in me. It was the worst feeling ever. I left his room and went into the bathroom and bled into the toilet. He started fucking me every day. We would go into the attic every day and experiment with different ways. The worst was when he would make me ride him. I would have suck his cock until it was wet enough to go. I teach them to defend themselves. If you had known what most of our ladies do, you wouldn’t have had such a problem with those…ruffians.’ John’s voice filled with scorn when he mentioned the assailants. ‘So where do most of the women keep knives and such? In their blouse?’ Catherine seemed curious. ‘No…Hey! Rose! Come here for a second.’ John called to a tall brunette who was walking with a pair of gentlemen ahead of John and Catherine. She walked over, and John smiled at her. ‘Catherine was.