Then began exploring the impossibly beautiful pussy between my legs. It was not that my cock was gone, I could feel it there captive within the belt. ...ut here was this beautiful set of absolutely female parts that appeared to belong to me on the outside of the belt. I began to explore the slit and found that after a little play that it was getting moist, then wet. It was at least that functional. With some trepidation I started to insert my index finger, I could feel some pressure on my dick. Meri himaat nhi thi ki or trail krke dekhu. Mein 5 min baithi or fir bahar akar bina kuch bole blouse ko polybeg me dala.Tailor bhe chup chap tha pr uski pant ka shaitan or tight ho gya tha jo saaf nasar a rha tha. Mein bag utha kr bahar a gai fata fat or socha “ thank god bachh gai”. Gadi ke pass pochochi to yadd aya ki chabi to wahi chor di. Mein wapas gai to shutter half open tha or mein chuk kr waise he andar gai.Jese he andar pohochi to dekha tailor apna shaitan nikal kr usse hila rha tha.. My Mom opened my door, she stood seductively at the entrance to my room and alluringly said, "Hey, Sweetheart. I've got a prize to thank you for the massage you gave me earlier." She was wearing an extremely sexy and skimpy nightgown that was red; my favorite color. A hand placed on the door, and the other placed on her hip. Her gorgeous, dark-hazel bedroom eyes were locked on me. I was flabbergasted and shocked, I said, "M-Mom, what are you—"Before I could complete my sentence, Mom walked. They’d know. She said it out loud. “How many daddy’s get together with a daughter like he and I did tonight?” she asked herself out loud. “I’ll bet there aren’t many.” And she smiled again. Finally she did it. She was still as horny as a hen that she could not wait for it to happen once again. She smiled and gradually lowered her hand down to her pussy and young 18 year old Gracie began to play a little with her own and still determined fleshy pussy. Her fingers began to play with its lips. She.