He was eating my pussy like an ice-cream. I just loved that sensation, and it is difficult to express in words. Then he started teasing me with his lo...g, black, thick dick at my pussy entrance.“Uncle, please don’t tease me. Enter me. Conquer me. Eat me. Take me. Let us become one. Please, fuck me, uncle. I can’t wait any longer.”This was enough for a man like Prasanth. He started to enter me slowly. He started stroking slowly. As I started enjoying it, suddenly he pushed his complete dick into. Gwen thoughtfully paired her off with Alex in the invitation. As usual, Celia made a big impression on the males in Gwen’s family; she was still a devastating beauty.There was a party in the hotel that evening, and it was then that Celia approached David. It was the first time he had seen her since that evening when he told her to leave, even though he had known she had often been at the house with Gwen.“I wanted to wish you and Gwen every happiness,” she said, after kissing him on the cheek,. I had just minutes before caught our son masturbating on the family room sofa, and I climbed on and fucked him. It was his cum inside me. More silence. Deafening silence. His hand remained there. I had no idea what he would do next. Still more silence.Then he quietly called me a whore. How could I possibly do that? With our son? He always knew I was twisted ... but this? More silence. Hubby then took his hand from between my thighs. He brought it to my face and smeared our son's cum all over my. An elaborate altar of cemented stone was centered in a cleared area. A banner still hung between two small trees in the background, displaying an elaborate matrix of symbols. Stone slabs set in a circle around the altar seemed to be positioned for ritual participants. The ground all around was packed hard as if by many feet, and was swept clean of litter.The cameras focused on the concave top of the stone altar where a thick residue of blood had collected. More blood had run down the sides..