Ma ammadi podavati Mukku, thega balisina Sallu, Kaipu ekkinche Pirralu, thodala tho chustene modda lechi padutundi evarikaina. Chinnappatinunchi sex b...ga istam. Chudataniki same Y.Vijaya laga untundi lanja. Ma dad ki modda sariga levadu. Dantho ammaki banisaga untadu. Okaroju Chakradhar ane kurradini dengatanki theesuku vacchindi. Dad adi chusi, enduku nagamani athadini thechavu, evaraina chuste paruvu potundi, ani annadu. Ventane ma amma ma dad vattakayalu pattukuni kindiki gunjuthu, Lanja. “Now sit yer ass down an’ take some notes or sumthi’n.’ I have no idea why I complied with this older black man, who I knew was about to fuck my wife, maybe the bl**d loss from my ragging hard on didn’t help. Otis continued his assault on my wife’s fantastic tits, squeezing them and pulling on her nipples. The contrast skin tone was striking and it fueled my lust. I wanted to see him fuck her, I needed to at that point. He bent over and sucked hard on her nipple as his thick rough fingers found. Mom laughed nervously and said, "You haven't done that for years, Pam."I shrugged and said, "I know -- I just felt like doing it. I love you guys so much. I just wanted you to know that."Dad looked at me with a mixture of a father's pride and a man's lust. "We love you too, sugar." He let out a little sigh. "We love you more than you can ever imagine!"I walked away, well aware of them staring at my swinging ass. I went up the stairs to the second floor and then on up the narrow flight of steps. I tried to remember what his cock was like back then, back when I had it in my hands, and, well, everything else we did with it. He was there, so close to me when we rehearsed, unbuttoning my blouse, stroking my leg - I'd look down at his lap and think there was only a belt and a zipper between me and his hard cock, and that it would be so easy to just take it out, suck it again, and have it in me one more time. But neither of us had that last bit of courage to go through with it. And, I was.