His hands were heavy by touch. I pulled up his hand and placed it on my left boob over the saree and said, “Don’t you want to check if your cheeku...is ripe or not.” He pressed my boob so hard that I moaned a little.He said, “Looks like Vivaan had done his job. My cheeku is really ripe and ready to be served.”I smiled and got into his arms. He pulled me up and took me against him completely. My lips were against dad’s neck and his hands were on my back. I felt him as if he and I were one body.. She thought to herself that shenever imagined sex was this good, had she it wouldn't have waited so long.After a few more minutes he told her to wrap her legs around his waist. Hasshe did she began to dig her heels into the small of his back. This causedhim to begin to fuck her harder then ever.After about 20 minutes of intense nonstop fucking Jim felt his balls starttingling and knew it wouldn't be long till he was filling her up with hissperm. Grabbing her hips he started to thump his meat in. So, there was the first thing I had to think about. Her sides and thearea above her pretty cock felt like a big bruise. Any pressure morethan a light touch caused her pain, and my entire goal in life at thatmoment was to give her pleasure. I moved on to her penis, which clearlyhad had no alteration.Not that I've seen many of them up close, but this was one big rod,with surprising weight and mass. I couldn't get it all in my mouth, butnot for lack of trying. When it was in deep, almost touching. He won’t tell anyone his age and if you think he’s bad about his age, my Mom is worse. Both of them are just as bad with their weights, too. They are both obese but, just as they are secretive about their ages, they are secretive about their weights, too. Only their doctor knows what they weigh. What is it with old people? Why are they so stubborn and set in their ways? Most overweight people wear darker clothes, navy blue, brown, and black to hide their weight and make them look slimmer. Not.