Then I would pull my lund out and whack off thinking I was fucking my mother’s cunt. I would do with my sister’s panties too. Let me do some descr...bing her. My mother Vimala, then was 38 years old, fair, and has long pitch black hair. Her ass was huge and her boobs magnificently enormous. I would always gawk at her thighs and wonder how her chooth would look like. Did she shave her cunt? If not ,what would her bush look like? What about her gand? Whenever she rolled the wheat attah I would. Just then I felt Daddy's big hard cock twitch against my bum. The heat of his big daddycock pouring through the thin fabric of my panties. A renewed desire took over as I pushed my bum back into Daddy's hard-on. "I want more to feel more of you, Daddy," I whispered sweetly, quietly, not wanting to wake him. I reached down, hooking my thumb under the side of my little panties, I cautiously pulled them down over my bum, lifting my thigh toward my chest to slide my panties down further and off one. I raised the question with Fiona one night. "What happens when they marry, will they both suffer labour pains when one has a baby? Then just consider the very big problem of one making love and the other one may start having an orgasm when she is in an embarrassing situation with her husband or entertaining guests? The only reply I got was from Fiona saying "Well darling you will have to tell me when you make up your mind which one to marry"The whole problem came to a head one afternoon just. Finally she was "as smooth as a baby's bottom."Sam caressed the entire area with the back of his hand. The baby-soft skin of this young girl was intoxicating. He couldn't help turning his hand over and stroking the soft folds that covered her entrance.Sam untied her legs and kissed her vagina softly as she pulled her legs down off of the chairs and brought her knees together. Her nipples jiggled wildly to reflect the convulsing in her stomach.Sam guided her over to her original seat at the.