"I'll lick your cunt! I'll lick your hot cunt no matter what, Mother!" Mmmmmm, so sweet," she purred. "Now, you just keep looking right at my pussy, b...by."Donna spread her feet farther on the floor, bending her knees a bit and shoving her crotch forward. She rested the fingers of her hands on each side of the tight crotch of her shorts. Her upper arms crushed her full tits together. Billy stared into his mother's crotch, his eyes bright and his cock stiff, clutching his balls. Donna gazed at. Of course, with me keeping an eye open for passing talent...not much joy though. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch my friend sitting up as if to shift position, and I do the same.She reaches for the sun cream, and starts trying to rub it into her shoulders, and reaching round her back. After a minute or so of trying, she stops and looks around. Seeing me looking in her direction, she gets to her feet, and heads my way, sun cream bottle in hand. My heart starts pounding."Excuse me, I'm sorry. It was his eight inches monster against her tight but wet cunt. And his eight inches monster showed no mercy as it slid down her hole very comfortably. “Awwwwww…………..” Anita moaned and then held her breath, trying to adjust to the pain in her tight pussy.‘Just a few moments of pain, and it will turn into the pleasure of a lifetime’ she repeated in her mind, but bit on her lips as Reddy continued fucking her tight hole with his eight inches monster. “Ohhh… ohhhh… ohhhh… ohhhh…” Reddy started. Those who haven’t read the first part of this story must really read it to understand this story. So coming to it in the words of Zaheer (my reader).After that tiny incident where I first sexually felt her flesh (maybe cheek only), I felt something strange. Whenever I thought or spoke about her or to her I would feel my heart race. Also, I was thinking about the videos I found on her laptop. I began imagining if she too thinks of me or some other cousin as her sexual partner at least in.