Mai bas uchalne lagi thi bus ke kudane ke saath saath. Kahi kahi bus rukati thi fresh up hone ke liye.Ek stop par maine mami se ek skirt mangi aur jea...ns utar ke skirt pahin liya. Kitna katati hai garam mein jeans mami, skirt pahin lete hai. Maine bola. Hm, tum jawaan lakiyon ko to jeans sujati hai bas. Phier ham din mein bhi blanket udare rahate the aur papa meri panty mein haath dark e meri kali baal vali ubhalti jawaan chu khub suharati aur masalti thi.Chud ekdam paani hogayi thi. Vah apna ek. Now, it was much the same for my other, fondest lovers.Here and now, was probably the after-flow of all of the sacred wine we’d drunk last night, along with fruits filled with the Goddess’s blessing that make the flavor exceptionally divine! Piss, back in the mundane can be acrid, sometime musky and strong, especially in the morning, definitely an acquired taste, even for sluts like me. Here, her urine was fabulous, and I wanted more of it, every drop, taken in my mouth to be savored and. Karen placed Dan’s right hand high up on her left leg then curled her fingers around his hand.“I wouldn’t be surprised if we have another romance blossoming in the family besides Brad and Abby,” Karen said, leaning forward to look down the row at Vicky and Scott.“Oh, you mean Vicky and Scott?”“Dan, he’s the one Laura mentioned about in her letter to Vicky. Every clue fits.”“You may be right.” He glanced at them, now holding hands.“If those two hit it off good, would it be alright if Vicky. Why are you here?" she screeched out in shock. She looked down at herself when he kept staring at her body and not her face. She shrieked and grabbed her nightgown, pulling it up to cover herself."Yes, I know what I was doing. I was touching you, Mom, just like I've always fantasized doing," he said in a soft voice, his eyes still devouring her curves under the silk nightgown."Just like you've always fantasized?! Josh, what are you talking about? I'm your mother for godsakes!" His admission.