"Nice dick," my dad said, watching mine pulse while I set back to work on his. He started to reach over. "May I?" I nodded my head. He took my diamond...hard dick into his big hand, stroking it gently. It felt incredible, not just because somebody else was working my dick, but because it was my dad. His hand, calloused but warm, the same hand that had taught me to hold a baseball bat when I was a k**, was now wrapped around my erection, working me soft and slow as could be. While at the same. She also mentioned she was my slave and she said she's been bad so she asked me to wip her with a stick... so i followed her orders.... she then confessed me that she's been with other women and even Aunt Mary...another AILF (AUNT I'D LIKE TO FUCK)...so i wiped her even harder because she was even badder than i thought. I tried hiding Lenn's porn magazines but she saw 'em and said she didnt care what her son watched or did. She said all she cared about was me and our. But for a few days, she would leave right away and meet me at home. I didn’t really know why and she just said she needed to go someplace or get something. It didn’t seem like a big deal so I never really said much. One morning I discovered what she was doing. We had gone out the night before and got home kinda late so it was straight to bed and get some sleep. The next morning I went to get a pair of under ware when I discovered that I didn’t have any….none. In the drawer we stockings. That. His waist moved briskly as he rode his penis in and out of her bush. She moaned slightly. He held her ass cheeks with both hands for balance.They didn’t continue in that position. Pulling the cock out Basheer asked Sheela aunty to lie on the floor. She moved towards the sheet where Mariappan laid and she made a doggy position and without wasting any seconds Basheer pushed in again with much urgency. He now moved in and out slowly as Mariappan’s snake again went inside the mouth of the starving.