She licked her lips, and it jumped again. My mind raced. Would she? That's when I blurted out my problem."Mom. I can't last more than seven minutes. I...ve tried everything, but only manage seven minutes. Is something wrong with me?" I held my breath as I waited for her to speak."Seven minutes? Well... Let's see." With that. She crawled over to me, lying prone on her bed, and inhaled my dick. All seven inches of it.If I didn't know about my special problem, I would have known I would shoot off. "It's OK, Tad," Louise said. "Go ahead and show them to Cathy."I didn't know what to expect, but the three photos in the folder were pretty mild -- at least compared to the one in the bedroom. One picture showed Louise reclining sexily on the couch -- the very couch on which we were now seated -- with her right hand held behind her head in a classic pose, right leg lifted at the knee, and a lovely, somewhat imperious expression on her pretty face. As in the picture hanging above us over the. Phir humne udher dj per songs lagaye and dance karne lage. After some time my friend and shweta has come back and start start dancing with us. I asked my friend ke bhai ho gaya, he was happy and tole me he had a osm blow job. After this all we move to bathroom and take a bath. These girls also gone and time is around 2pm. I saw shweta is come with pooja again I was busy to read some newspapers then pooja ne peeche se mujeper again color daal diya and bhagne lagiMaine bhi usper shout kiya and. I rubbed and pressed until a trail of arousal fluid wet my fingers,bidding them to follow across the tingling surface of my vulva into thewarm interior of my vagina. My stiff clitoral bulbs, strips of erectiletissue like those in the shaft of my long-forgotten cock, greeted myfingers and begged them to go deeper. I ran my slick fingertips gentlyacross my bio-optimized clit. Even this slight touch was too intense,drawing from my mouth a pained moan. Carried away, I hardly noticed therapping at.