I feel her walls quiver as I spread all three fingers to the max and start a circling motion. I increase the speed of my strokes and widen the circle...as she starts to cum. I’m lost in thought trying to figure out how to explain to Sam how it felt when I had her pussy stretched open with 3 fingers and felt her cum pool into my hand or how I enjoyed licking my palm clean and I pushed my fingers deeper in her while leaning into her so that I could let her juices fall from my tongue onto her. If it held wonderful, if I burned up the engine closer to home, that was okay as well.Most likely, as it had done on the trip up, air passing over the engine at seventy miles an hour would keep it cool. It was when I stopped that I had to worry. For that reason once I got to the parts store, I spent slightly over twenty bucks for a jar of stop leak for aluminum radiators, and a five gallon water jug. At least they let me fill up the water jug from their slop sink in the back free.I poured in. The purely physical part of domestic violence really wasn’t the part that hurt the most, you could always find ways of sealing yourself off, of going to your happy place. Words usually hurt more, especially if the person delivering the words made sure he had your full attention. But what really hurt the most was the way that a really manipulative person would let you have something in your life that you really liked or loved, something that could later be taken away as a punishment or just as a. Uncle is seated above mom and mom is nude under uncle.I don’t know from where I got this guts. I moved into my room. Mom pushed uncle and hidden herself with the bed sheet. Uncle is speechless. But his face is so bright. He is a achiever. He got my mother in his hands within 24 hours. Yesterday night he reached our home. Now he reached my birth hole.Me:- What mom, What is going on? What you doing in our room?Mom:- (She started crying and ran toward me) Sorry raju.. really sorry raju.. Uncle had.