Papa ne jub mujhe dekha tou hairan hogaye aur kaha shahina yahan kia kar rahi ho? Jao yahan se issi waqt mgr miene unko apni chest mie daboch kar kaha...mere aka mere sartaj aj ye jism jis mehnat se tumne palaa hai aj uspar apna haqq pura karlou muje apni biwi ki jaga dekar muje pakeezah bana dou mere jaan k haqdaar papa ne muje karak daar French kiss ki 20 mins tak aur mere pure jism pe apne haath se garam Kardala humara pura moun saliva se geela hogaya madhosh baap beti ne apni izzat lutta kar. Asked her the plans for the day. She was quite busy. So she left early. Few days went past. I regularly flirted with her and made her feel nice. But my patience was running out.I had to get her naked to calm myself down.My mother went for a lot of functions and dresses up quite often and I didn’t miss a chance to compliment her. She very nicely used to smile and leave. One evening she invited me for an event so even I dressed up. But she was stunning the world by wearing a sleek black saree. My pants are soaked with creaminess, rubbing against your covered thickened shaft, the fabric clings and sticks. Our hands move in unison downwards between our bodies, cupping and smoothing against our sexes. Your warm hand scorches through my dampness as my own hand curls around your cock, stroking inch by inch through your trunks. The blankets fall from our shoulders, the fire behind you warming your back. I see you against the backdrop of orange glow, capturing the image into my mind – a. He made his way to the urinal next to me and I continued to jerk my dick while he did his business. He then finished up and made his way to the sink. On his way to the sink I caught a quick glimpse of him, he was an average middle aged white guy with big arms. He finished his business at the sink and before he went to dry his hands off he made his way over to my stall. I saw him peeking in and I was about to let him in when I heard him say meet me outside if you want to play, I'll be in my.