I told her I couldn’t think of a better person from whom you could get advice!”“It doesn’t bother you?”“Why should it? Tasha is faithful, ...traditional, and very smart. I very much doubt she could give you bad advice, not to mention I don’t believe it’s possible to prevent a Russian woman from becoming a «бабушка». It’s simply a natural feature of the universe!”“You want to prevent that?”“Not at all! If I didn’t want my wife to be a «бабушка», I’d have asked a non-Russian girl to marry me and. RIGHT ... RIGHT ... AAAAHHHHH,” Tanya gasped out loud as a blisteringly intense climax started deep inside her throbbing cunt and burst like an atomic bomb to every nerve ending of her body, causing her to shake and spasm as the tingling sensations overwhelmed her. Her son’s tongue had been rubbing salaciously over those sensitive tissues in her itchy cunt, sending her tripping over the edge within minutes. He kept working his tongue over those hot folds of flesh as she came, and she kept. She took the rubber band out of my hair, letting it fall loosely over my shoulders. Using a wooden handled brush, she brushed my hair out, each stroke making it more full and softer appearing. The curling iron was heated and she began curling my hair on the sides. I could feel the heat on the sides of my head and face as the older girl styled my straight bleached hair. After she curled it, she lightly brushed it on both sides to loosen the curls slightly, and took a tube of strawberry flavored. Nice I told them both now play with your own.Jen took her thumb and finger and began rubbing the nipple on her right tit as Mom followed suite. The two sat there like this as I enjoyed the excitement of knowing I had two highly sexed bitches under my control and even better they were Mom and Daughter. I told Mom to come and knee in front of Jen and to lay her knockers on the knees. Then I reached over and began playing with Jen’s left tit and to her surprise I pinched it harder than she.