5 inch ka hai par bahut mota hai, main ek athlete hun is liye mujh main ghanto tak chojne ka takat hai. Aab aapko main is kahani ki heroin ke bare mai... batata hun, jo ki meri teacher hai,unka naam preeti hai, fig 32-28-36 wo hamare ghar pe bhade pe rehti thi, wo karib 24 yr ki hogi bahut hi gori and medium size ke boobs aur hight main thodi choti and bahut slim bilkul katrina kaif jitni patli hai wo.Aab chalo kahani pe aate hain, yeh kahani 2yr pehle ki hai, wo hamare ghar pe rehne ko aai thi. Lyla presumed his lifestyle contributed to his physique as her fingers ran down the outside of his torso, light brown hair coated the his pecks and stomach. She lovingly stroked the darker line trailing from his navel to below his belt. He moved closer to her body, they were now lying top to tail position, he moved his hips to make himself more available to her. Both of his hands were now massaging her feet. Lyla had to admit as rubbed his semi through his shorts that she wasn't hating her feet. "Mmm, oh, oh, it feels good," I whispered softly as I rubbed and stroked in and out, my eyes fixed on the manly shape in my doorway.I really can't tell you exactly why I reached over and turned on my bedside lamp but I did.He stood there, naked except for his boxers which were obviously strained outward by his erection. I smiled at him as I continued pleasuring myself now with the added edge of openly and boldly doing it in front of my son.He just stood there totally silent, not moving in the. " "Oh Sam it's fine. I wanted this; you're a good kisser by the way," she replies, smiling. I blush but smile meekly back. "Would you like to try again?" she asks. I simply nod before slowly leaning in, Deb meeting me in the middle. Our kiss slowly develops, slower but more passionate. As we kiss, Deb wraps her arms softly around me and gently pulls me in. As we finally part, we're both flushed, but I'm smiling. "You're a great kisser too Deb," I say breathlessly. Deb smiles. "Come on, Sam,".