Pura bistar maal se bhara hua tha .. dono jan chodne ke baad maa ke bagal main lete . unka lund abhi bhi khada tha , un dono ko aisi chudai pehle kabh... nahi mili thi .Main mast ho ke bagal main leta hua tha , mere samne maa nangi thi aur uske bagal main atif leta hua tha . atif maa ki chut ko sehla raha tha aur meri taraf dekh raha tha . maa ko to jaise koi sharam hi nahi reh gayi thi voh sex ke anand main dubi hui thi usko mujhse jyada maaza aa raha tha . atif meri taraf dekh ke pucha munna. It was quite disturbing for me and felt slightly hurt. Few months passed I didn’t get a message from her. I tried to message on WhatsApp but she didn’t reply. After a few more days, there was a festival.I had sent a festive greeting to all my contacts and finally, I got a message from Hema. I was really happy and started messaging her. Me: Hi! How are you? Where have you been all these days?Hema: I am good, how are you?Me: I am good, I thought you forgot me.Hema: No. You never messaged me, so I. I slowly slid his foreskin back over the head until it was covered and his fluid was pushed out over the skin that covered the end of his cock. I drew it back again and admired the wetness that adorned the head now. It was glistening all over and I could smell his scent, it was making me even hornier than Doug’s stroking of my breasts that he had been maintaining while I played with his hard cock. I slid off the sofa and knelt between Doug’s knees with his cock sticking out and up from his. He stared too. "Time for number 2!" I yelled. I felt comfortable enough to undress in front of him again since he'd already seen my exposed body. He mumbled compliments and I accepted them happily. I took a swig of tequila and stumbled into my second outfit. I stood there smiling at my stepfather, wearing extremely short jean shorts that didn't button up, and a white low cut tank top.He looked like he'd seen a ghost. "Can I ask you something baby girl?" I nodded, "Have you ever been with a man?.