My father is 70 year old, and my mom is 60.My father's name is Maintard and mom's is Tiny.i won't explain in detail about my father here, since i admi...re him andi like to keep his image on my mind that way.But for my mom, wow, her entire existence is the subject of my wildimaginations.She has a petit body, perhaps only 150 cm, with a fat everywhere,especially lots on her tummy.Her hair is naturally curly black, and now mostly greyed due to herage.Her skin is more brighter than me and already. No false modesty, I’m also usually the most productive as well.Yet, I’m sure you could understand why my mind wasn’t in the right place. I was still processing what had happened the previous night. I wasn’t getting judgmental, mind you, it was something else: I wanted to learn how to best take advantage of my moments with my own dog.With some luck, my best buddy, coworker and the biggest slacker of them all would help me in this. He’s often the one to take the most pauses to light a. Asha’s massive fake tits bounced.Artur played with them as he pounded.“Fuck me, baby,” she hollered.“Yeah! Give me that tranny ass!”“Bang this hood tranny bitch,” she cried as her lengthy, pointy, multicolored nails dug into his perspiring, athletic back.“Yes, gurl! That’s it! Take it!”Artur flipped Asha over. “Play with that clitty,” he ordered.Asha stroked her longish pussy stick to an erection. “I’m gonna cum,” she whined.“Yeah, sexy! Shoot that load!”Asha erupted. Her nut was clear and. Sara, why don’t you start at the beginning and explain this thing to me please?’ I asked, deciding that there was nothing better than hearing something first-hand. ‘Ok,’ began Sara, ‘as you obviously know, I also have problems with my period as well as generally being way too stressed out.’ Shelley and I nodded, identifying with that.. ‘Well… I have been thrashing around for a while now, looking for some kind of solution to my problems. I have been through all the normal SRI’s like Valium etc.