I gently kiss his balls and cock head. Lucky for me, it stays hard and I start to play with it as it stiffens more and more. I lay back on my back a...d spread my legs hoping my 43 year old cunt does not repulse him. It should not, it is neatly trimmed, light brown bush. My past lovers have always enjoyed it, loved fucking me. Josh slides into me easily. He feels good. A young hard cock pushing deeper into my folds. It feels harder than my husband's cock. He bottoms out, his balls against my. “You almost killed me, you prick!” I laughed.I slowed down and looked around at the scenery but my thoughts soon returned to Mom though I resisted playing another bathroom scene in my mind. I was partly successful.I was late for dinner, quite late. It was almost dark when I got home and Dad admonished me as soon as I came in the door.“Where have you been?” Then, not waiting for an answer, “You said you’d do your mother’s hair for her today.”“Sorry Dad,” I said. “I went for a drive and lost. She moaned. He slid his tongue tip along the bottom of her opening. He formed his tongue into the shape of a ladle and scooped up some of her warm liquid honey. He brought his tongue inside his mouth and flattened it. Her love juice spilled into mouth. He closed his eyes and savored her essence. His mind stopped working. It was like floating in a cloud… a cloud of her.He slid his tongue lower and searched for her anal star. When he found it, he flicked his tongue tip across it lightly… up. Didi ka sabar tut chuka tha aur ab woh jor jor se rone lagi thi. Woh bol bhi rahi thi ki pehle pata hota ki itna dard hota hai to main nahi marwati gand.Maine bola – bas kuch bar hi hoga. Ek bar itna bade lund se gand khulwa logi fir kisi ka bhi lund se dard nahi hoga.Didi – Tera hi lena hai re bas! Tu bhai hai esliye tujhe mana nahi ki. Nahi to ab kisi se gand nahi marwaungi.10 minutes tak aise hi bat karte rahe. Bat karne mein didi ka mind thoda divert hua aur woh rona band kar di thi. Chodna.