I do not really remember my Dad, he died when I was just 2.Growing up it was always just me and my Mom. That all changed when Iwas 13, Mom started dat...ng this guy who had a son 2 years older thanme. I didn't like the guy or his son and I do not think Mom's newboyfriend liked me. Mom told me it was good for me to have a maleinfluence around for a change. She said she didn't want me to turn outa sissy. Little did she know what was going to happen. She did not know this but I was already well on. Swathi then said “besharam, kutte jese kaat rahe ho, Dard ho raha hai”. I then said “oh sorry laddu, ye lo I’ll kiss again to relieve pain” I started kissing again. Swathi was pushing me away and said “besharam, sharam hi nahi hai tumko. Aise chaat rahe ho isse. Kya samjhe isko ice cream thodi hai” and covering her pussy. I was trying to spread her legs again and trying to go in between her legs, but Swathi was not allowing me. I was struggling to make her sit with her legs spread but she was. Good evening the bartender greeted her. Uhhh, may I get a drink, please? she enquired And make it a strong one, Ive had a bad day. Whats your house speciality? she continued. The barman smiled One of these he replied, placing a large glass goblet on the counter in front of himself. He flipped a bottle of Jose Cuervo and poured a large shot into the glass. With his other hand he added a long measure of orange juice, then theatrically spun a bottle of Grenadine in the air, swooshed a shot into. My God, she's so sexy. I've got to get me some of that. Send more pix. Love you. S'A couple of seconds later, I got another photo from my wife. She was being spit roasted. Steve had his cock in her cunt, obviously working hard to bring her pleasure, and she had one of the other cocks in her mouth. There was no commentary.My mind kept wandering all day long at work, shifting from Stacy being impaled by three cocks in a miniature gangbang, to Melissa spread out on her back, holding her legs.