More than she'd wanted anything in her life, she wanted thathard-on finding its way into the dark quivering cavern of her cunt. She had been thinking ...bout it all day.Feeling the moment was right, Walter put his handsbehind her hips, gently pulling her forward then dropping them a little to reverently hold the beautiful white globes of his mother's buttocks.under the short hem of the nightie. Walter could swear he smelled strayberries. He pressed his face closer, and his nosefound the parting. .Kehne lagi meine uski choot condition ki 30 minutes tak kyunki usne sirf ek is lun liya tha mere se pehel aur woh bi bohat chota tha. Fir thori der baad meine apna lun poora anda dal diya aur woh to chilaane laggi excitment se au kehne lagi chod daal mujhe chod de is randi ko zor se… Ahhh..Uff…..Ahhhh… Ese kehne lagi, woh do baar jarr tchuki thi aur saar maal bed par bikra parra tha aur kehne laggi sorry yaar, ho gaya.Phir thori der bahad meine bhi thor sa dirty talk karne laga, aur meine apna. I didn’t know if my husband would be up or would have gone to bed. On this occasion, I didn’t care. I walked into the house, walked upstairs and then stripped to have a shower. I must admit to sniffing my white top and even sucking on the spunk soaked areas before I put it in the washing basket. When I showered, I felt that I was losing all the sensations that I felt that night. That it was all over. I remember smiling and thinking that I would have to look forward to yet another night of bliss. I admitted that I had never seen an open vagina, and tried to shut the conversation down, Gina hadn't been up for it. Except now, according to Steve she was, although Gina was being unusually shy. I couldn't figure whether it was reluctance, nerves or something else. Steve persisted that this was part of me growing as an adult, that it was no more than "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours."I've always been a grower, not a showwer. The last time I'd been naked around other people had been.