That feels wrong, or I have a bad feeling about this, are other bits of nonsense.What’s wrong with the question, What’s wrong with me? Emotional c...nflicts. Your dark and light sides warring? Your conscience bothering you?Why can feeling anything, desire or something else for anyone, make you wrong?Does thinking inappropriate thoughts about your mom make you a motherfucker? Take it from me, and I’m a real live motherfucker, your fantasies ain’t nothing like touchy-feely nitty-gritty smelly. I felt a stirring in my balls at the very thought of her doing something like that. I suggested to Laurel that she should go out with another guy as well as Mike. She needed to find a lover able to screw her three or four times a week, not just the one-off. She had been worried at first, the idea of going with a complete stranger even if it did turn her on terribly. To help convince her, I showed her a swinger site and some of the photos. I knew from the way her face flushed that the wicked. Mai tadapne lagi meri aankhose aasu aane lage, mere muh mai aur gaand dono mai lund tha. Rajiv dhire dhire lund andar bahar karne laga tha aur sameer bhi mera muh chod raha tha.Rajiv ne abb speed badha di aur mujhe bhi abb maja aane laga, abb wo log mujhe jor jor se doggy style mai chod rahe the aur shoeb video nikal raha tha. Thodi der mai rajiv ka pani nikal gaya aur sameer ka bhi. Uske baad shoeb ne video nikalna band kiya aur sabb wapas mere agal bagal let gaye.Meri to halat kharab ho gai. "Mom if you don't stop, I'm gonna cum," I said."Mmmm, that's the whole idea. I love to feel you cum. I love to feel it pulsing through your beautiful cock. And spurting out, ejaculating. I love that word ... ejaculate. It's so sexual, so sensual. It means only one thing - the powerful explosion of semen from a man's cock." She put her mouth on mine and said the word slowly, sounding out every letter with her lips over my lips, stroking my cock at the same time. "E-J-A-C-U-L-A-T-E." Oh mom, that.