I slept on the bed and she sat beside me and started to massage my head and she spoke to me like this.MIL: My daughter is luckyMe: why r u saying this...to meMil: NothingMe. I insistedMil: I saw some thing which belongs to my daughter and it is perfectme: what is itMil: i cant tell ume: pls tell meMil: i cant tell u thatMe: Are u speaking about this , i slowly showed my cockMil: silenceMe: did u like itMil: …………..Me: do u want to touch it, she didnt speak, then i caught her hand and slowly guided. She wanted me to feel comfortable bringing it up again.“Are you still seeing a therapist?” I asked, trying to ease back into it.“No! I stopped after… well… I got intimate with Aman. I thought it would be something they won’t understand. I did not have the patience to listen to another lecture about righteousness and proper conduct.”I laughed a bit. “Seems like they left a long-lasting impression on you.”“Oh, yes! They really do a number on you.”“And, Aman? Is he still seeing a counsellor?”“Now. ..”She did. There was a number of quick, metallic clicks as he chained her left hand to the staircase.“I´ve hired an instructor for you, you keep talking about how we need new impulses...”“What?...No, honey, i´ve not...”“No, that is too late now...Ohh, that must be my Taxi…He kissed her lips quickly, threw the keys to the handcuff and dropped them on the floor, well out of her reach, before he left the house. Geraldine was 34 that autumn. A tall, slender brunette with a university degree in. Having just cum moments before, that pussy is still very sensative and that clit very swollen. You start to scream in extasy as my shaft grows harder inside you with each thrust and is stretching the walls as it pushes deeper and deeper. As you are getting ready to have another orgasm, you push away from the door, so you can bend over a little and take my shaft even deeper inside. Your pussy starts to contract and tighten even more around my shaft as you cum all over my cock. I grab hold of.