Mujhay maza aanay laga Aaj say pehlay main nain apni mom kay baray main kabhi aisa nahi socha tha Aahista aahista mera 6 inch ka lund khara honay laga... Mom is baat say bekhabar theen wo apni masti main pori theen. Phir main nain apnay donon hathon say mom ko pakar liya or meray hath apni mom kay bobs per thay. Mujhay or bhee maza aanay laga Phir hum nain slide say seedha pani main ja giray jis say mera moon seedha mom ki kamiz main chala gaya main mom kay boobs say takranay laga Phir ham bahir. ”“Does it feel different for you with different girls?”“Yes, because there are all types of bodies and while all parts are in the same place, they aren’t configured the same.”Cecily laughed, “Spoken like a computer guy!”“I am a computer guy! And to answer what I suspect is your next question, girls all taste different, though sometimes it’s just a subtle difference. And to answer the next question after that, while I don’t know from personal experience, girls have reported that guys taste. “I’ve been thinking,” you say as you fondle me through my shirt. “About what?” I ask. “About what it would be like to send you over the edge in five strokes.” With a smirk, I grab in between your legs, and feel your erection. I watch you smile and feel you throb in my hand. “What makes you think I can go over so easily?" I say. "Judging by how turned on you are I bet I could send you just as fast,” I say. I kiss your neck, tracing my tongue up and down and stroking you at the same time. You. But if I didn't the new me would creep her way in. I decided tolet go of myself for the next few hours. If I wanted to pass myself off,I needed less of Ryan and more of Sarah.I went downstairs. Mom was already at the couch with popcorn, dad by herside. Instinctively, I sat next to him. He put his arm around me "Heypumpkin, ready for some dancing?" Something inside told me that he wasonly watching this as an excuse to spend time with mom and I. That is sosweet. Not like Nick, who decided.