Thodi der baad main bhi khera ho gya. Wo is bare main kuch nahi boli lakin main samajh gya ki thodi kosis ke baad main bhabhi ko chod sakta hu or main...tarkib sochane laga. Is ghatna ke 10 din baad main ek din fan khrab ho gia or usko thik kervaker upper huk main laga raha tha us room main or koi nahi tha bad ko khich ker bich main ker lia or bhabhi se kaha ki tum upper aa ker fan ko paked lo main nut dalta hu to bhabhi upper aa gai bhabhi ki sath hote he lund fir khera ho gia tab maine socha or. The blanket moves and she moves to the side indulging in her neck, shoulders, breasts and belly. The giggles are cute and attractive and the sight of her lips touching her body is exciting and educational. The touch programmed into my mind for future reference when I meet up with my little helper and thank her. Easiest way to learn what a woman enjoys is watching her unrestricted uncontrolled activity toward another woman. Her breathing is rapid, and her hips grind looking for something to. Be my first Marty, I need your cock in me ahhhhhhhh!" OH GOD!" Marty moans as cum begins pouring out of his underwear. "Again Marty!" A disappointed Lorraine yells. "You can never seem to give me a good time." "BUT MOM! I MEAN, LORRAINE, IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN I PROMISE" That's what you alway say, and that's another thing, why do you keep calling me mom?"Assuring Lorraine that he wouldn't cum again till she was ready, Lorraine smiled. "Ok marty! I'll play along. Do you wanna fuck me Marty?". As you're bringing the other nipple to full erect, your other hand is slowly caressing the soft skin of my inner thigh. My fingers are tangling in your hair and my body is writhing under your touch.I'm dizzy with desire and can't keep my hands to themselves any longer. I pull you up to meet my kiss. You linger there, drowning in my mouth. My tongue sliding across your lips. My lips pressing into yours. I taste you. You are my ambrosia, my breath, my air. I don't know how I have existed without.