I worked a couple of pumps and his hands held my head in place. He fucked my mouth quickly, grunting and breathing heavier. He was close now. I braced...myself for his load."Uuuuuunnnnghhhhh. Yeah baby, take it all. Here it comes..."His seed flooded my mouth, thick and bitter. He pumped rope after rope down my throat, more than I could swallow. It spurted out, breaking the seal my lips held around his shaft, spilling down my chest. I swallowed what I could as he dumped more of his cum in and on. Deep inside, my sexual desire for my mom and sister was getting fueled. One day, I was in the backyard of my house examining a brand new sniper that was to be issued to our siege units. While I was firing it my sister, preeti came by and said “Hmmmm you look more like a trained assassin that an inspector ayushman!”“Hahaha assassination is not our type. We fight face to face, take down the bad guys in cold blood! This sniper is for our siege units and is to be used only during largely protracted. Mona won't let me anywhere near her since he moved into our spare room. Although his tenure in that room didn't last very long at all.It seemed like a good idea at the time. I was working all hours and my wife, Mona, was at home all day by herself. We are a c***dless couple (I am considerably older than she), and we thought that a nice, polite young college student like Michael would add a little life to our quiet home - how right we were!It happened really quickly too. Within a week I came. This time he pays for the meal and follows her. As he does do he cannot help but admire the sexy sway of her hips as she moves gracefully through the restaurant. He also notices how the denim of the dress plays up the bronze in her skin. All he wants to do is feel that soft, bronze skin beneath his hand. To massage the shoulders that are so proudly displayed. Taste the full breasts that are so deliciously emphasized by the curve of the strapless top. Kiss the toned legs that are further.