I held her face in my hand. Rolling my fingers on her cheek said “I love u”; to which she replied blushingly “Love u too”; and hugged me tight...y. I pressed her in my body and her boobs were crushed in my chest. That was enough to make my penis hard like hammer and play games in my pants. I held her face and planted a small kiss on her lips. She closed her eyes which was clear signal for me to proceed. I started kissing her more passionately to which she was responding too lovingly and opened. She later told me she came up with the dare after having seen how much I adored Molly's strap on, how I not only loved her fucking me with it, but also loved to suck it too with her riding my cock and Molly straddling my face. Eventually though, I suggested that we leave Molly out of our games. After that, things weren't as hot between us anymore. Karen even borrowed Molly's strap on once but it was getting obvious that there was something missing. We were starting to slip into a rut and, for. Aur wo uss din bahut sunder lag rahi thi.Maine pehle se hi socha rakha tha ki mai ajj usse I love you keh dunga maine usse kaha ki maine tumhe kujh kehna hai to wo boli bolo to maine kaha ki tum bura man jaogi to usne kaha ki agar tumne nahi bataya toh mai jarrur bura man jaugi maine usse kaha ki mai tumse pyar karta hoon. toh usne kaha ki mai tumhe dost manti hu to mera dil toot gya par usne mujhe kaha ki mujhe kal tak ka time do main tumhe bata dungi mai agle din ki wait karne laga agle din. Mr. Brennan and my mother had been dating for over two months and I guess they figured it was serious enough to have a family get together. They invited me to dinner at the Oaks restaurant on Sunday evening. I’m convinced they planned it for Sunday so my mother wouldn’t miss her Saturday night sex party. For the last couple of weeks she was not coming home from her Saturday night date until after she made him breakfast on Sunday morning.Now dinner was very interesting. My mother failed to tell.