I slide gently back into you holding my cock up against the top of your pussy. You are pushing you ass back against me. As my big cock goes deeper y...u moan. I am deep inside you and I begin to collapse. My legs go limp as I thrust you. My arms are holding you and I keep pumping deeper with my cock. My cock is getting bigger and pumping so hard that you feel so stuffed. You can feel my cock far up inside you throbbing pussy. I pump you and pull out as you squirt. I fuck in and out and as. I'm not a religious person, but the look we just shared, the way he looked at my naked body and the way it made me feel has to be the darkest of sins. My heart is breaking. Even this awareness is not stopping the lust. The need. The insanity. How can I feel in heaven when he tells me he will talk to me after my mother goes to sleep?My mother announces her arrival and all I want to do is crawl in my bed and curl like a ball and just think about what happened. I wouldn't even need to touch. Mujhe unki ye halat dekh kar kaphi dukh hua magar unki isi bimari ne mujhe unke chut ke darshan karaye .Hua yuun ki meri institute ki garmi ki chuttiya chalu hogayi aur aab main ghar par mom ke saath jayada waqt spend krne lga . Mujhe jab bhi mauka milta main mom ke piche se lipat jata aur unki gaand mein apne land ka ehsas krta aur jab bhi wo kapde dho rhi hoti ya kitchen mein kuch kaam kar hoti to uske boobs pasine ke karan salwar mein saaf saaf pta chlte the aur mai bhi ye njara kabhi bhi. In my first class in law it had been pointed out that lawyers were middlemen. Though they served as prosecutors and defenders, they were agents for others. An agent can be passionate, but enthusiasm can never be the ruling force. I was letting my passion rule my reason.Rachel would help. She had always ... even 20 years ago ... been a calming influence.I went to our room and read a bit.When Rachel arrived, I told her about my day and about my anger."You're like Thor," she said. "Your first.