His tongue pushed forward, and she sighed into him, remembering what a great kisser he had always been.They tasted each other for what seemed like min...tes but could have only been seconds. Feeling him pull away, Cassie pushed herself up, following him, trying to maintain contact with his lips. He leaned back, tugged his tee shirt over his head, and then leaned down to kiss her again. His slick hands slid around her, cupping her breasts, massaging them as she twisted to match the heat of his. Raste me mane bike break bar 2 mar rha tha toh unke stan mere ko touch ho jate mera lund tabi harkat me aa jata tha. Mane mami ko bola aap theek se bethi ha na koi problem toh nahi ha na toh unhone kha break se dhyan se lgao ma gir na jau toh mane mjak me bole koi bat nahi hum ha smbalne ke liy toh wo thoda muskra di. Hum pure 1 ghante bad ghar ko gye. Ghar phunch kar mami ne mere ko phele pani pilaya fir tea puchi toh mane kha agar aap pio ge toh ma b pi luga. Mere wha kafi din beet jane ke. ”“How about dad,” I asked “Wouldn’t he do it for you?” “Not a chance, the furthest he would go is to lick my pussy, which as I said earlier, he was very good at.” After a moment’s pause, my mom went on. “I don’t believe I’m sitting her discussing my most intimate fantasies with my son, but somehow it seems so natural.”“I know what you mean,” I said, “if someone had told me I’d admit to wanting to come on your tits then wash it off with pee, I would have thought them crazy. Now that I know. At least give us some manners and wash the funk off when you are done being a slut. Show our family some respect even if you don’t have any for yourself. You want everyone on the plane to think we brought along a common gutter trash runaway crack whore for me and your brother to fuck? Christ Bambi, he is your little brother. If you get your rocks off seeing him cum in his pants, go find a girl who will leave just as big of a wet spot in hers from them getting off together. Don’t be such a cunt.