We still had a lot of our own growing up to do. I loved Jo deeply, but resented the situation of being trapped into fatherhood and married life so ear...y. I'm sure she felt much the same. Through the year I was out of school, and even more so during the year back before I moved out of state, Jo and I became distant from each other. We had a lot of disagreements and fights that came from our resentment over the situation. By the time I moved to my new school, it was an unspoken understanding that. I moved my hand from her breast, down her belly, through her pubic hair, finally rested against her soft pussy lips. I began rubbing her pussy and fingering her clit. I could feel how my slut mother's cunt was starting to juice up. I climbed on top of her, inserting my now hard member deep into my mother's hot pussy. I used a slow in and out motion as I said. "Your father told you to get on your knees. What happened next Mother?" You want the rest of my story Jimmy?" I nodded as I pumped my. Shimla jaane ka tym aa gya tha mahi ki mom(latika) station aayi hume dekh ke wo kafi khush thi mein unse gale laga wo thoda sankoch ki mene kaha bete jaise damad se mil ke khusi nhi hui to wo muskurayi mahi dur se dekh ke mujhe aankh maari . Fir hum log train me chal diye train ac 1 tha apna cabin mahi ki mom humare saath bathi thi hasi majak chal raha tha mein baat baat pe unke jaangho pe haath rakh deta wo sharma rahi thi isi beech mahi uth ke baathroom jaa rahi thi mene uske buttok pe haath. Sarah had gone quiet, what the hell is this, she was thinking. Then she felt Sam slap her behind with his hand – she was fully clothed and though she felt the slap it didn’t really hurt (partly due to her jeans and partly due to Sam not knowing quite how hard he should spank her having never done it before). Again the alcohol wasn’t helping and Sarah started giggling saying ?ouch?. That hurt ? NOT? she was being a right teenage handful. Sam hit her again this time as hard as he dare but she.