..I want to fuck you, I want to have you, I want to pump you full of cum...I need to make you mine, to fuck you, to possess you.I am sure I said these...things. I am sure you moaned agreeably.While I whispered to you and sucked you and bit you so, so gently, my hand moved down over your soft, soft skin. I let my fingertips guide me, brushing so lightly over your body. I toyed with your breasts for a while, playing with your nipples, drawing lazy circles around your heavy breasts. I rubbed you and. My MIL is 41 years old. She had done child marriage as part of those old time traditions. She’s very fair and still has a sexy figure with a flat stomach. Because of her fair figure, even a small exposure to the sunlight by her used to be visible easily. I and my wife used to live in one room, my MIL and FIL in another room. My FIL got stuck in his native home due to lockdown and we were stuck here at my MIL’s place.My mother-in-law and I are close to each other and get along very well from the. I stepped out and moved around next to where Izzy was sitting. Bending down I took her chin in the palm of my hand, gently turned her face towards me and pressed my lips to hers. I linked with her and quickly shot her an infinitesimal fragment of a spark, not into her inner ring, but simply let it go where it wanted to. Her eyes had begun to droop slightly, but as the spark hit, her eyes widened and the intensity of our kiss increased ten-fold.I cut the link and pulled back, allowing just a. He set a hand on her shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze."Don't touch me!" she cried and her tears fell down her cheeks onto her naked tits."I just want to soothe you, baby," Jim said. "After all, I am your father. So you're upset. I can understand that. But you're being silly, Linda. You couldn't save your cherry that long. Some boy would get it sooner or later."His logic didn't impress Linda. "Even so, at least it would have been a boyfriend! Not my father!" There, there," her dad soothed,.