Jackie had one hand between my ass cheeks with his middle finger in me to the first knuckle gently probing and stretching, while the other hand was pi...ching and pulling on my nipples. I started to follow his lead and slid one hand between his cheeks and started to ply his sweet ass. I decided that I couldn’t wait any longer and slowly untangled myself from Jackie just long enough to grab the lube from my bag on the floor and remove my panties. Squeezing some lube onto Jackie’s throbbing cock. They'd had her, their only daughter, later in life and they were now well into the sixties. Since she was sixteen, however, they'd allowed her to live in the sleep-out so she could have over who she wanted, could come and go when she liked, have her own life.Her parents had both arrived as war orphans in the early fifties. Her father was Austrian, her mother Czech. Arriving with nothing, they built their own lives here with humility, strength, and hard work. As a girl, Karen knew little but. Phir hum na jag ya note keya ka vo har baat mom ko zaroor batata hai, is leya hum na usa gahra dost bana leya, us ki har baat maan latee thee hum dono, vo jasa kehta tha vasa hum kartee theen. Vo mom ka pass nahata tha, aik din mom ko office ka kam sa shahar jana par gaya. Or 2-1/2 month bahir rehna tha, bahai ko be chutyaan theen hum isee waqt ka intazar kar rahi theen or ya waqt a gaya. Ab hum na jo chahain kar sakti theen magar hum bahai ko naraz nahi karna chahatee theen. Mom ka jana ka. The author of this narrative accept no responsibility for unintendedreading or viewing of pornographic material, including this narrative, by personsnot included in the group described, or for any harm resulting, either directlyor indirectly, from unintended reading or viewing or pornographic material,including this narrative. The author of this narrative strongly supports allefforts to protect children, the mentally and/or emotionally infirm, and personsunwilling to read or view pornographic.