"Thank you."I pretended to wipe her touch away, a motion so obviously false that the grin on her face grew again. "And, young lady, may I ask what tha...t was for?"I could see by the glow in her eyes that she meant every word of what she was saying to me. It was always in her eyes. They never deceived me. "Many things. But most of all, for showing that you care. You act cool - okay, before you object, you ARE cool - and you give in to all my silly whims, be my best buddy, never actually hurt me.... ”“You mean...” The woman licked her lips. “You want me to... to touch her. It's a sin.”“Why?” I arched an eyebrow. “Because you're a woman.”She nodded her head.“I'm a woman,” I said. “Yes, I have a dick, but... I have a pussy, too. And breasts.” I squeezed her daughter's tits with my left hand, my right still beckoning. “If it's okay for me, why not you?”“I... I'm her mother. I raised her from a baby.” She took a step towards me.“But aren't I holy?” I asked. “Didn't the Lord send me here. How. He pushed herto a wooden table and forced her to lay down. He reached up,and tore her panties off, exposing her now swollen cunt.It looked so inviting, he bent down and began massagingthe lips with his tongue. This brought her tremendous excitement,as she began manipulating her nipples. She looked down,and noticed he had removed his pants, and his massive cockwas straining against his shorts. He stepped, and slidthem down and exposed a bulging mass of flesh, that droveher into a mental frenzy.. Maine usse ulta letne ko kaha ar wo let gai. Uski gori peeth kya lag rahi thi. maine uska hook khola ar uski kamar par dheere dheer hath firane lage to nisha boli- aaaaah uffffff mat karo neev badan me bijli si daudti hai. Uske sharir se garmi nikal rahi thi. Doodh ke glass k bagal me ek dabbe me barf thi maine wo brf li aur uske peeth par firai uski gori peeth se halka halka paani tapak raha tha. Phir maine usse seedha hone ko kaha ar uski bra hata kar uski chuchiyon ko chuma ar unka doodh.