Isliye maine vinay ko phir se chodne ke liye bola. Vinay thak chuka tha, per hota hai na apni biwi hoti to mana kar deta per kyun main bole rahi thi i...liye usne phir se apne lund ko sahlana suru kiya, maine bhi uska sath kiya. wo bhi apne lund ko sahla raha tha aur maine bhi uske lund ko sahla ke phir se taiyaar kar rahi thi. Lund ko sahlate sahlate hum ek dusre ko kiss bhi karne lage. Lund aur bur ke chakkar mein kiss karna to rah hi gaya tha. To dono french kiss karne lage. Wo mere upper lips. Mom grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to sit still as the needle went inside my arm. When it was Sherwin's turn, he held his breath when the needle went in. I could see sweat all over his face. If his skin weren't so dark his face would be completely red. I could almost see tears in his eyes. My brother must have been in so much pain. Strangely, when we were in the back seat of the Mercedes as it drove back home, Sherwin went on and on to my mom about how the needle didn't hurt."Didn't. .. she knew from experience that his chest was finely muscled and tanned with sprinkles of hair and a scar from a run in with barbed wire on one of his pectoral muscles. His chest tapered to abs hardened by hard work and horseback riding. Imagining him just wearing his faded blue jeans and boots ... worked for her as she closed her eyes and slipped a hand beneath her shirt and caressed the lace which covered her breasts. She didn't need a bra so she wore a camisole underneath her work clothes.. "My son has a fat dick" I shook my head slowly, Part satisfaction part...Pride. Evidently I spoke kinda loud because suddenly Brian grunted and shifted his weight. As he turned, I pulled my hand back like the damn thing was gunna bite me. And when I did, I inadvertently slid my finger over my son’s penis. I was immediately aware of the contact. I quickly stood up, straight, rigid actually, and quickly stepped back from the couch with my hands to my mouth. I don’t know what was wrong with me. I.