"Nog altijd aan het geilen online?"-Nee, was aan het denken..."Jaja, aan mijn pik zeker?"-Onder andere..."Aan wat nog?"-Ik weet niet zeker of ik morge... kan komen."Ik weet het anders wel zeker, je kan maken dat je hier bent!"-En wat moet ik dan zeggen tegen mijn ouders?"Zeg hen dat je dit weekend bij een vriend zal gaan gamen, zullen ze wel geloven."-Heel het weekend?"Ja."-Moet ik dan ook bij jou blijven slapen?"Het is: moet ik dan ook bij u blijven slapen meester, maar het antwoord is ja."-Ik. I'd already pumped three loads into Tina and was going for a fourth and I felt like I could fuck all night. The best I had ever done with my wife was three times spread out over an entire night. I have no idea what it was with Tina, but she inspired me. For the first time that night Tina was begging me to fuck her and not stop.When my fourth load left the head of my dick it was more drops that spurts, but I wanted to fuck Tina forever and to do that I needed a hard cock. I did something that. I was pretending asleep and watching Kavita’s movements in the dining space. In few minutes, mummy went to her room for sleep and said Kavita, “Give Prem milk kept in the glass to drink.” Then for a couple of minutes Kavita went to bathroom and came with wearing her nighty. She usually wears it every night. With the glass of milk she came to me and kept the glass on my table. Light was off in the room as I was sleeping. She called me to take the milk by shaking me well, thinking that I am. He looked up to see me. I was hungrily licking and drinking all of the cum off of me, and he couldn’t look away. when I had swallowed every bit of his sperm, I crawled on all fours to him, and kept there, like a lioness above her prey (so corny, I know). his body was beneath me. I looked at his eyes, and he was crying. not painfully, and not out loud, but he was happily crying to himself. I thanked him, as plentifully as I could, for being so good to me, and I asked him if her wanted one more.