He silently unzipped his fly, and pulled out his meat. He started to stroke himself as watched his mother and Peter fucking."Say his name, Marion. Say...your son's name." No, I can't. Not while we're... Ung... Yes, harder. Fuck me harder!" Peter stopped moving though, and Marion cried out in frustration. "Why'd you stop?" Not until you say his name," Peter said in a tone that David knew meant business.David watched, as Peter reached between them, and assumed he was going to play with her clit,. Suddenly my father started to laugh and said oh h my son I will never get angry just tell me. I want to knowThen I said I have a long desire to fuck my mother.By hearing this he said it is quiet natural. Thank god you did not **** herThen I said father you know what we can fulfill our desires with a wife swapFather then said it is impossible my sonI said it is possible the thing we have to do is convince our wife’sFather stood up from the chair and said that his wife is my mother and she will. Every chudidhar she used to wear had a bit of a plunging neck line so, seeing her cleavage was no big deal at all. My girlfriend used to tease me about her and I never hid the fact that I liked her breasts… My girlfriend thought I was a honest flirt. I too did, until Sonia came home.. After the formalities after Sonia came home, we settled into talk and we talked about all general stuff and I was getting bored. To keep myself active, I let my eyes wander over Sonia’s body… Her attractive face. You slide your finger in me rubbing back and forth making me whimper and moan, you break from my mouth and take my nipple back in your mouth and suck it, when you rub your finger across my clit I scream out as I cum hard, you can feel your finger washed over with a new wetness, my body shaking against yours. You keep fingering my clit making me jump and twitch. I pull your hand up taking it up to my lips and sucking your cum soaked fingers moaning around them.You pull your fingers out of my.