P me rahti hu mujhe sex bahut pasand hai uska karan ye hai ki mere papa mummy bahut sex karte hai mai unko bachpan se sex karte dekhti aa rahi hu ye m...ri Sachchi ghatnao me se ek hai wo log itne sexy hai ki daily raat me 2 baar to sex pakka karte hai unke sex ka aalam ye hai ki kai baa to din me bhi kamre me band ho ke sex karte hai kuch saal pahle tak to aisa hota tha ki jab kabhi mummy mere bagal me raat me so jati thi to papa mere bagal me sex karne Aa jate the aisi hi ek ghatna mai aap logo. She smiled up at him, reaching up to feel at his chest. “It’s ok Brett, just do what feels right, besides we can always go again...”. He held himself there for another moment, inside her, afraid that any movement at all would bring his pleasure to an abrupt end. He closed his eyes, scrunching them tight momentarily. He could hear her giggle quietly under him “should I be offended young man? You thinking of someone else?!”. He opened his eyes again looking deadly serious “no miss, not at all.. Next, he pushed his scants down to his knees. As his torso lifted, I did not have to cast my eyes down too far to observe his knob. His dick was in keeping with the rest of his physique. It was totally magnificent, but obscenely large. As he toyed with his fleshy truncheon, he fixatedly stared at me. “Actually, I don’t need to piss right now,” I said with lump in my throat, once my trousers had hit the floor. “That’s cool,” he answered smiling, “But could you give me hand?” “With what?” I. The doorbell rang and I put those thoughts on hold. It was Mike. I let him in and without saying anything walked back to the kitchen and poured more coffee. Again without words I handed him a mug and sat down. He sat down opposite me. ‘OK, Tim. Why do you think that Jas has left you?’ ‘I think that the fact that all her clothes have gone, all her make-up gone, and that her wedding ring and engagement ring were sitting on the dressing table were clues enough.’ I replied bitterly. ‘Oh, shit!’.