As I was in the anticipating mode he entering his fingers into my vagina. The first action of my son fucking me. Not with his manhood but with his fin...ers. I felt I am married again. Married to my son! I couldn't feel anything but ecstatic as my son finger-fucked me to climax. After I climaxed I was anticipating that Arun would fuck me and was ready for it but instead he went back to sleep.I have to tell you that by now I am more a wanton for my son's manhood than feeling guilty. By now I also. He wrapped his hands around her and pulled her in. He lifted her off the floor and Cindy wrapped her legs around him. Mr. Richards kissed her. His tongue immediately went into her mouth. Mr. Richards carried Cindy up the stairs, towards the master bedroom.Once in the room, he leaned forward and lightly dropped Cindy on the bed and her head hit the mattress. He lifted her skirt up and slowly removed her panties. He threw them on the floor and went down on her. The moment his tongue touched her. A primordial howl that not only came from inside him. It came through time, from something much older than even the act Jay and Tammy were engaged in. Oblivious to the sound, Tammy drank. She pulled, quenching a thirst she hadn't realized she'd had. Her mind flooded with possibility just as her tongue and throat did. She drank the thick shake as a second, a third, and a fourth huge gob of the salty cream rushed into her mouth. Her cheeks swelled trying to keep the youth's spent jism from. He was a verygood looking guy, with high, sculpted cheekbones, full lips and astrong chin. His skin was burned to a deep black by a lifetime oftropical sun, and he smiled at me with even white teeth as I led Allieto him. I gave him a wink as I waved goodbye.Her eyes looked back at me with remorse as he led her into the room byher hand. Before he closed the door I saw several men already seatedon a couch, waiting for her. I smiled to myself. She would be gettingthe same education that I'd.