I moved up to her boobs and started sucking them…..uuuuffff…..my lund was touching her choots lips now….I pushed my lund inside her chooot and s...tated fucking her…. Aaaaahhhhhhhh… rituuu how aaaaarrrre you feeling…….now….oh jiju……you it’s just out of the world…..aappppkkkaaaaaa ye mota aur lamba lund……aaaaaahhhh…….bahutMmmmaza aaraha heii jiju…keep on moving fasssssstttt…….uuuuhhhh…I was missing this joy……my love….fuck me make love to mmmeee……..aaaaahhhh me tightly oooooohhhhhhhhh I am. ’ He liked to hear that. Good galstrategy.I had the buttons undone so I started slobbering on myfavorite pecker. ‘Tastes like you did a little gittinready for our date yerself.’‘Yeah, that’s why I cain’t ever get mad at yew. Withdaddy in jail so much for cookin’ shine, someone has totake care of Maw and the girls. Is that little brotherof yours ready for pussy yet?’‘Hell yes, but my Ma has been training him for a whileand don’t want me. Helena's head was swimming as if she had drunk too much wine. She sucked his cock fully into her mouth and started the ministrations Sir Bogud taught her only the night before. His Lordship came quickly, explosively, filling her mouth with salty cream. She could hardly swallow his seed fast enough and some of split from her lips. She gently licked the cream from His Lordship and replaced his codpiece. The she sat back on her heels, head bowed. She struggled a bit to appear shamed not overjoyed. New bearing, new tire, balancing, check the alignment and a grease job ... and now for the funny part. Dad and I went back to the garage dressed in our Sunday-go-to_meeting clothes. As we were standing there waiting for the grease job to finish, the powered grease gun popped off the grease nipple and waved around in the air ... spewing grease in many directions ... one of which was onto Dad’s suit! We spent another day in the motel while the local dry cleaners tried to get rid of the grease.