He asked Helena if it hurt, every time he moved his fingers inside, rubbing a different area. I noticed he was using his middle finger to get a maximu... penetration and insert it as far as her uterus.Once he had been inside Helena’s cunt for maybe a long minute, slowly and carefully touching each area of her sweet love hole; Helena moaned, telling the doctor she was starting to get wet. It was not because she was excited; but just due to the activity of the lubricated finger caused her an. Johnson's manly lap, with hisvirile arms embracing me, pretty sure that I didn't want them to cometrue.Fantasy is one thing. Reality quite another.But the line was blurring rapidly.I was afraid that Mr. Johnson would kiss me or grab my peener orsomething, but he didn't. All he did was hold me and comfort me. Whichwas quite nice. Except for the iron pipe I felt rubbing against my hip.An iron pipe which seemed to foreshadow my future.When I stopped sobbing, Mr. Johnson kissed my forehead.. I went the down stairs.Shyam and my sexy daughter were sitting in the sofa, complete silence and Shyam was really upset of my behavior. Shyam saw me as i was walking towards them. I shook my boobs while walking and his eyes were glued on my cleavage. I knew he would go crazy after seeing me with low neck blouse without bra and the transparent yellow. I went and sat on the sofa next to Shyam. I started enquiring about the family, job and had a formal chat. I acted normally as nothing had. I move away from him and start to kiss his chin, then his neck and finally I licked his hard, powerful, salty, sweaty pecs. He groans and tries to pull off his jersey from me, but I pull it back down. "Fuck me in your jersey" I pleaded but he yanks it off. He grabs my boobs for a second before going into his bag behind him, pulling out his other jersey, his dirty jersey. I smile at him and he slips it over my head, the smell strong and the jersey dirty. He slips his hand up his jersey and.