" I glanced over, "Yea I guess I'm pretty big." We fapped away, stroking our cocks gazing over the tits and slender women in the magazine. "Did you he...ar that?" "What Nick?" "Sounded like giggling." Shuffling came from the closet. "I'll check it out." I stood up with no pants and my dick throbbing as I walked over to the the closet. I grabbed the handle and I could hear light breathing. I yanked the door open and there was Nikki on the floor looking up at me. "What the hell?" "What is it Alex?". Jab hum dono ghar mai akele thai aur hamarye holidays bhi thai mairey behen ka naam teena hai wo 16 sal ki hai or wo dikhnamay bhoot hi sundar hai or figure 38-26-38.uskaey boobs bhot attractive hai. Uske 82% sunkar itni kush hui ki muje apani baho mai bhar kar lip kiss karne lagi mai bhi garam ho gaya tha jase hi mai uske kapde utarne laga uski friends aa gayi hum dono ne wapis kapade pehen liye. Mera sara mood kharab ho gaya tha. Phir mene bathroom mai gaya aur land ko ragard ne laga thodi. ) The lad was now on the vinegar stroke, and with a howl, came again, deep into my wife’s pussy. As had happened earlier, he was quickly replaced by his friend, who again started to fuck my wife with vigour; almost as if he was trying to ram his arse right through to the other side of her. He lasted for another few minutes, when he too came, with a screech that was just about drowned by the scream my wife made as she exploded also. It seemed as if the three of them had at least temporarily. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. I believe things in life happen for one of three reasons. Things happen because they were planned, as a result of circumstances, or because they were preordained or destined. This story about my son and me, I believe, was a combination of circumstances and destiny; it certainly was not planned. This story is about the events that happened early in 2002, shortly after the invasion of Afghanistan . At the time I was 38.