.she then asked if i could wash her boobs, i took great pleasure in soaping up her wonderful tits and gently rubbed sopa into her tits and played with...her nipples, she groaned and said it was lovely, and she loved my cock, i then slid my hand over her stomach and down between her legs, i looked as if to ask and she said yes....my fingers found the groove between her fanny lips and the groove was so wet and silky smooth. I gently teased her clit which stood out asking to be played with. My. Haan ab mera real story ka time hai to dosto maine aap logo sai bola tha ki lund chuswana kitna typical tha kiyu ki wo gaw me rahti hai esiliye unko ye sab chhej pata nehi tha ki lund chusna bca ye sab us gaw ghar mai chalta nehi hai so maine kosis kiya agle din fir sam mai bhabhi jab khana bana rahi thi to maine bhabhi ko esare mai bola bhabhi aaj meri rani pls toBhabhi boli nehi ye ek aisa chhej hai jisse insane ka kavi pet nehi bharta lekin mere man mai to unko lund chuswane ka tha jo ki mai. “Ron, wake up! Where did you put those fish guts last night?” I yelled to the still sleeping man.“Huh, what?” Ron mumbled, as he stuck his head out of the tent.“Get out here!”Ron slowly crawled out of the tent and stumbled in my direction.“I’ve got to pee,” he said.“Come here first!”Ron came closer. He had a foggy look on his face. He was apparently still half asleep.“Look down there.”Ron looked down toward the water and then mumbled something undistinguishable under his breath.There near the. Then it was over, he pulled back and silently left the room leaving me with the feeling of a warm handprint on my breast and the memory of the first time a part of his body entered mine.I lay there with my eyes still closed, my head spinning full of erotic thoughts and images of my youngest son, his perfect body so solid and male, as I realized how much I wanted him.It was the first time I really saw that I wanted more with my son. I wanted to masturbate him, I wanted to hold his lovely cock in.