‘Bend over and pull the tights all the way over your shaft...’As Alan bent, one hand on his cock and the other on the bed, he felt her forefinger ...sc**** down his left buttock and he trembled. His hands shaking as he slid one leg of the tights around his aching cock.‘Take the other leg and wrap it around your balls…’He didn’t know how much longer he could last…he was sure he was going to cum then and there as the friction of the fabric caressed his shaft, but he didn’t want to make mistress. Then, I left for home to watch what my fucking mother was doing alone.As usual, dad was on a trip, he called me to tell us that he wouldn’t be back for 4 days. While telling that I heard some sounds from the other side of the call staying, “Come on put the mobile down. We are having a foursome and I don’t like an interruption.” (In the background-“Aah ahhhh ahhh yes ahh,” was going on.)It was common anyways coz he always does it. He fucks different women along with his friends when on trips. I. Did you, yourself, ever do any disguises as a female? Robin grinned wide. "A year ago, after I hit 16 and Batman figured I was finally *mature* enough, he let me join him in undercover work," he told her. "You know that time that Batman was the brothel madam? Well, I was one her young whores! I really shouldn't be telling you this, but this scientist dude at the Wayne Institute made a breakthrough discovery in molecular memory." "You're kidding!" Batgirl gasped. "You were able to. I was wet enough that he found his entrance easily enough. Soon after my son was rutting himself off in my slit while my breasts swung and slapped back and forth in an obscene display of sex and lust.All too soon I felt my son thrusting forward without pulling back, I could feel his cock grow even more stiff, as if that had seemed possible. The head seemed to swell a little inside me as he began to grunt. Then I felt it, I felt my son start spurting off inside me, jets of sperm that could fly.