Abhi please mujhe sone do.Yeh bol ke maa so gayi aur papa gusse main kamre se bahar aane lage. Unhe aate dekh main bhag ke apne kamre main chala gaya.... Papa ne hall mein aake kuch der TV dekha aur fir sone chale gaye. Meri bhi neend lag gayi uss waqt.Par raat ko 2 baje ke aas paas mujhe kisi ke chalne ki awaaz ayi. Kamre se nikal ke maine dekha ki maa darwaaza khol rahi thi. Unhone ek tight jeans aur t-shirt pehna that aur uske upar ek leather jacket aur sar pe ek cap. Chehre pe unhone. Whenever I was blue, Josh would hold me and stoke my hair and assure me everything was going to be all right. During that time we became closer and more connected than I ever thought possible. We really enjoyed our evenings together having meals and watching TV. I never paid much attention to the way Josh dressed at night but did finally notice that he no longer wore a pajama shirt. Only his pajama pants. I‘ll admit I did like looking at his physic and the firmness of his body. We usually would. In concert with the kiss, Joey stroked Birdie's waist with his hand, trailing it with a feathery fluttering motion across the soft little curve of the area below her waist. He crept his hand slowly upward and gently stroked across the underside of Birdie's upthrust breasts. Capturing one of the mounds in his hand, Joey cupped and squeezed it with just a gentle pressure. Birdie moved her hand up to Joey's shoulder and returned his caresses by stroking and kneading the muscles across his. She wore her bra and said “you like what you see”“yes”“Or do you prefer other look”“I like both…” my eyes were still at her boobs. In just a moment I saw her removing her bra, as she dropped it, she took my hand and put on her boobs and said “what do you think, are the good enough, or do I need to workout more” “I love them” I kicked my self for saying that, next I realized her one hand was on my dick. She had already made her way in my pants. Now that I knew what to do, and where its whole.