Dad kneeled down behind Mom and started pumping her arsehole relentlessly as she bounced up and down on me to his rhythm. "Fuck!... Oh, Fuck!... Yeah!...That's right!... Fuck your Mother!... Fuck your Mother!... Fuck your Mother!... Arrgh! I love it!... I know you love to fuck me!... Fuck me hard!... Fuck me hard!... Hard!... Harder!...HARDER!...FUCK ME, SENSELESS!" With this, Mom's eye's rolled back in her head, and she started foaming at the mouth again, drool flying everywhere. She bucked. .Wo thodi bimar hai aur isliye wo malish kar nahi sakti ..Agar apko dard ho raha to mujhe hi aapki malish karni hogi so plz aap apne kurte ko thoda upar khiska lijiye.Nisha- koi gal nahi ji. Aap mere naye dost ho aur dard me dost hi kaam aate hain..Aap malish kijiye .Aur me uski safed safed dudh jese gore kamar par hath rakh kar halke halke uski malish akrne lagaMe- dard aur kahin to nahi hai naa? Mera matlab hath pair ya peeth par?Nisha_ ji peeth par dard ho rahi hai par waha kese malish. He's a good student and I'm sure he'll do a good job, Emily." Just wanted to be sure, dear. I have to be careful, you know. I'msorry to have bothered you." No, that's OK," I said, feeling my already moist vagina seeming to cryout for action. "Hi Paul," I said, waving down the stairwell to him."Good morning, Miss Enright," he said, respectfully. Yet, I sensed therewas a glint in his eye.Paul, indeed, did an excellent job in raking the leaves. This was thelast weekend of the autumn in which. The beach was moderately busy with other tourists but not too many as we were slightly off the tourist trail. The hotel complex we had chosen for our holiday, had beach bungalows which gave us straight access on to the beach without all the security that seemed to abound around some of the other hotels. There were around 20 bungalows and then the main complex of the hotel behind us. The bungalows were mainly occupied by younger couples like us.We must have walked about 2 miles along the sandy.