Dadaji : are nazia kya hua ..Ammi light chalu karti hai .Sorry pitaji mai galtise yaha aa gayiDadaji: are sorry kis baat ka pichle 20 saal se ye lund ...khada nhi hua tha aur hua toh bhi chodne wife nhi thi .. Aaj meri wife banogiAmmi: ye kya kah rahe ho aap , aap toh pita saman hoDadaji uth ke , dadaji ne sirf boxer pehni thi jisme lund khada dikh raha tha . Ammi ke pass jake , ammi ka left boob ka nipple nighty ke uper se hi pakd liyaAmmi: ahhhsssDadaji; sab pata hai , tere baare me .. Thodi der. "No," he mumbled when asked if he enjoyed the taste of Brandon's cum."Chrissie darling all of your responses were those of a typical female.Yes we like penetrating sex but the oral....well...that's only to makethem happy. On the positive side giving head is a lot neater and lessmessy than the other. To clean up all you have to do is swallow," Terrisaid smugly."I hate you," was all Chris could say and that was in a whisper."I heard that darling and I guess it's to be expected. From what I. I moved my hands down and began to explore her wetness. Her lips felt puffy as my finger slid up and down through her wet slit. I sunk two fingers deep into her, causing her to groan into my mouth. Deliberately, I matched her pace with each stroke of my meat. Her clit rubbed against my leg, her breasts pressed into my chest and her wetness flowed through my fingers. She was on fire and she pulled my head harder down against her lips. I stroked her ass hole with my other hand as my assault on. I kept my hand still for a few minutes, just to allow him to adjust to the intrusion.It was stunning! The warmth enveloping my hand and the bond I felt with this beautiful man was overwhelming. I had never been more connected to anyone in my entire life. As he whimpered I commenced turning my hand in his backside. Slowly, he began to groan with pleasure. With my left hand, I rubbed his butt cheeks and back gently. Gradually, I started moving my hand in and out, while turning my arm. Soon, my.