To main bedroom me ek khidaki thi jo hamesha band rahati thi main ne khidaki ke patale surakh se dekha vaha ka sara drishya saf saf dikhai de raha tha...daddy mummy ke dono choochiyon ko muh me lekar choose rahe the mummy ka blouse ko bhi nahi nikala tha .mummy ki dona jange (thai) dikh rahi thi .mummy pura maza le rahi thi .yah sab dekhane ke bad mere chut jaise koi kida ghum raha ho aur mere choochiyon par mera hath apane aap chala gaya main dhire dhire use sahalane lagi jaise mere tan badan me. Aur apne underwear se mast kalandar ko azaad kar diya. Lund poora khada tha, par bhabhi ussey mooh mein lene ko tayyar nahi thi.Maine parwaah kiye bagair unko bed par dhakka de daala aur unke upar chadh gaya. Unka lovehole kaafi tight tha, par gila hokar bilkul tayyar tha. Maine unke haath lock kar ke apne lund se 1 karara dhakka diya. Wo zor se chillai aur gidgidaane lagi, “sammi main issey nahi le paungi. Mera ched itna bada andar nahi le payega. Mujha jaane do.” par main ab tak pagal ho. I have hosted there 'dirty dozens' of Sex Students from all continents, ages between eighteen & sexy sixty.In my private love life I had dozens of virgins, some still teen, several in early twenties, or 'virgins' in coming.I used to keep my daily notes about my private life in handwritten diaries. I started to do them 40 years ago.I mostly wrote about my 'love life' in the widest possible sense. My foxy fantasies, women I want, gals I dig.I have about one meter of them on my book shelf. Few. I just want you to go slowly and gently.”“Yes, I will.”He put his hand on me and started to undo my pants. I undid his too and soon we were naked. We kissed and I pushed him down onto his bed. Putting a condom on and lubing up, I started to insert slowly – he was very tight.“Are you okay?” I asked, rubbing his shoulder.“Yeah, I am.”I thrust in a little more and he made a little bit of a hurt sound.“Still alright?“Yes. It just hurts.”“Should I stop then?”“No, it’s good hurt.”I thrust in farther.