She felt week at the knees, even more so when he began to thrust his tongue in and out, over and over, mimicking the action she wished she could feel ...from another body part. Her blood heated and, despite her shakiness, she began quickly undoing his shirt. When the last button was undone, she peeled the shirt off his shoulders to reveal the glorious body she had seen at the cafe. Wow, it was more amazing than she remembered. Suddenly she was whipped around so she faced the sofa, the action. No more were the small bedroom communities forming housing young families. Rock and Roll was fast fading being replaced with hard rock and war protest songs. Vietnam was in full swing with young men being drafted and dieing in a far away place most people had never heard of much less cared about. Still I enjoyed my life growing up during those turbulent times, but mostly because of my family.Mom and Dad were considered old-fashioned then. Dad still wore his pants several inches above his waist. Her face suddenly coloured crimson, her eyes full of fear and embarrassment at the same time. My wife was no longer a virgin housewife. She was taking another mans cock and she did nothing to stop him fuck her. Sid took long slow thrusts into her cunt savouring the feel of her hot sex all the way along his shaft and the incredible feeling of her fleshy cunt lips kiss the base of his cock as he ground his pubes into hers. He kept this up for several minutes and then took his arms out from under. Mam ne ek whote colour ki bra peheni thi jisme mam ke boobs kaid the. Tab maine peheli baar real life mei boobs dekhe the.Waise kai porn movoes dekhe hai maine bt saamne aesa anzara dekh ke main pagal gone laga.Achanak mera lund khada hone laga.Main dar gaya ki kahi mam ne dekh lia to problem ho jaegi so maine kisi tarah control kr lia.Bt pure lectyre mei main mam.Ke boobs hi dekhta rha.Fir kisi tarah time khatam hua nd main ghar wapas aa gay.Us raat mujhe neend hi nai aa rhi thi.Meri aankhon.