.sath sath girana ….. han ab…. Main chudai ka maja lene laga. Neeche se chutad ko uchka uchka kar chudai mein bharpoor sahyog karne lagee. hai mer... chodu sanam tumhara lund bara jandar hai na jane kitni bar chud chuki hon par lagata hai pahali bar chud rahi hun…. Maro raja dhakka…. Aur joooor seeee pura pel do apana laura ……mera lund andar bahar ho raha tha udar vijai ne muh me fir nikal dia thaw o aaj pura pani pi gai.mera lund pure joro par chodta jar aha tha ar aaru mast ho rahi thi maro. "To us!" she smiled, as she took a swallow.She had to admit, her son had a good taste for wines, as she finished the glass and refilled it, sipping at the sparkling beverage.She stared out the window and began to silently weep as she felt a happiness, a joy that already seemed boundless, yet which she knew would grow. He would come to love her again, first as a mistress, and later, again, as a mother."Has it begun to rain?" she asked."No, why?" Because there's water on my window. I can't see. .. as i know my cock already hard and an excuse is already a given, bumpy ride makes cocks hard sometimes. but will she realize it was hardening well before we started driving? well i hope she does, cause its really a crazy situation to find oneself in, cock already hard and the girl that your never gonna fuck about to sit on your lap and go on a bumpy ridE? what more can be done to make the situation more perverse? oh i know! ill be sure to make her snugged up right on my cock making sure i. "Yes Daddy," I reply while slowly turning. The red plaid skirt He bought me last week barely covers anything on my front end, and only covers half of my bum. The white midriff-baring t-shirt is tightly snug, showing my perky dark nips already awake in anticipation of what He might have in mind. On my bellybutton, a trinket, a gift from Him as a reminder of us, a pair of tiny handcuffs dangling there. Lastly, just a pair of white socks cover my feet. I know He does not particularly care for me.