I want to cup his balls, feeling the velvety skin and their familiar weight in my hand; but that will come later when his lust has been sated, when hi...s need for me has lessened and when the time we have spent apart is not such a prominent burden.“I want you to take everything I give you.”And I nod at his mandate. I would not waste a drop of what he offers me, willingly taking all of him with pride. I feel his thumb affectionately trace my cheek as his brow knits in concentration. The first. Sure there have been men who I have dated, men who have even touched me, and men who have lain naked next to me, men who have sucked my breasts and even slightly penetrated my pussy with their finger but never outright fucked me. Once I even had the courage to touch a cock but I was so young I couldn’t muster enough courage to let him, even though I cared about him, stick his dick in me. My first cock was my husbands. I might add that he really is a good lover, but I have always wondered if. .. antsy? You know, like she suddenly needed to be somewhere else, like she had something to do.“Thanks for that, Brodes.” she said. “That was ... really interesting.”“Uh, no worries.”Again, it would have been a perfect opportunity to ask her to now show me, but like I said, I had no idea that she DID, let alone that she probably would have shown me.I wasn’t to know for a while, but after she sneaked out of my room, she had a masturbation herself, and then slipped into what she described as. I feel that waqas is very happy. The next night I saw that waqas has gone to his room without watching TV. And I became curious why he did so. Then I went to hassam nick name (Dinoo} room and slowly opened the door and started peeping inside. I found waqas masturbating his jumbo-sized cock. I kept on seeing him. I don’t know what makes me to stop there. Definitely it was waqas’s dick. There were lots of thoughts in my mind that I am a Mother and he is my son. There is something happening with.