When I felt that my cock was as hard as I could get it, I started to pull it out and thrust it in. Myra started to pull away as she knew I was going t...o unload deep in her mouth, and she was going to have to receive all the streams of semen. I took my free hand and curled my fingers around Myra's head, drawing her closer to me. My pulsing cock was hanging like a thick sausage in her wet mouth, bulging on top of her tongue. I pulled back and slid forward. The texture of her lips, tongue, hot, wet. 5″ lamba hu aur woh 6″ lambi hai, lambi aur gori hone ke karan woh bahut sexy lagti hai, Jaha pe kam karta tha, us office ke pas canting thi jab me chai naste ke liye jata tha tab waha meri hi hamumra (same age) ka ladka aata tha uska nam sanjay tha par sab sandy bulate the,Us se meri dosti ho gayi,,rehte rehte ham dono pakke dost ban gaye,Sayog ki bat yeh hai ki woh mujse 6-7 makan ki duri par hi rehta tha, uska khud ka makan tha aur uska pariwar dusre sahar me rehta tha, aur woh yaha business. I smiled, loving thinking of the bastard like that. This was how husbands should act. They should serve their wives.Men were good for nothing more than their cocks. To breed their women and give them daughters. And to be used for the pleasure of their cocks. My son had an amazing dick. He fucked me hard. He was a good son now.He was my good cock-slave.“Mmm, Mom, that looks big,” said Anahit, my eighteen-year-old daughter.“You're ready for it,” I told her, feeling a little prickle across my. Then stuck his hand back in to search for his lighter. Every evening she watched him smoke in the parking lot behind the gas station. She'd noticed him months ago, as he walked out into the night. His broad shoulders pressed close inside his uniform, and she'd felt a sudden stab of lust. Ever since that evening she had waited outside to see him, hoping one night she'd get the courage to approach. She watched him now, as he dug his left hand into his left pocket. Then heard him softly curse. She.