His touch was electric and I felt light headed.”Would you like a massage?” his words seemed to hang in the air. And time seemed to slow down. He l...ad me back behind a wall of hanging beads and curtains. I nervously tried to take it all in but my head was spinning. “why don’t you sit here and take of your shirt” He lit some candles and some incense sticks around the small back room. By candle light, he touched my shoulders and rubbed a small amount of oil on them and my arms. “how does that. "Dave grabbed the blankets that had been covering Jennifer and pulled them away, showing that Jennifer had one hand already fondling her breast and the other was between her legs."You're starting to get aroused again, aren't you?" "I can't help it, David. God, this is so wrong," Jennifer whined.David leaned forward and held her face so she was looking into his eyes."I want you to remember one thing, Jennifer. This is not your fault. Understood?" Yes, David." Good girl." He kissed her. Quite pleasant, a change from several hundred loads of bitter tasting sperm I’ve swallowed throughout my thirty-five years of life.But it wasn’t just the zest of Tommy’s cream that was exciting me, It was the portrayal of being so slutty for my young son’s cum. Purely a incestuous, depraved, and in my mind a erotic act!My intension wasn’t to involve my innocent little Tommy in lascivious behavior with his dirty, dirty mother. So I kept my craving for his cum from him, (not that he would. Ghodu nee sand kee gaand par hath feraa aur turant hee sand ne bdee teje see apnee kama hila kar apna lodaa sara ka sara gay ke taze fate hue chut me dal diyaa.Mee nang dhang window kee pas khde thee aur na zanee kab mere ek unglee sand ka lmbaa lodaa dekhkar mere chut mee aner zanee lag gyeee. Udhar sand apnee lode ke speed badata udhar mere finger fuck ke speed apneee ap bad zatee. Ise samay mere gaand par kisee khde lund kaa pressure pada to me chownk gyee, na zanee kab karan chupke se mere.