Phir maine uske chut to ek hath se maslana chalu kiya aur aur ek hath se uske boob ko press karta raha,Phir usne bola ki mujhe se ab nahi raha ja raha... hai, please Aryan (vo mujhe Aryan ki naam se pukarti hai) ab mat tadpao please . Tab maine use chut mai land dalne laga lakin vo phisal gaya kyo ki uski chut tight thi sayad uski chut ki seal abhi tak nahi tuti thi. Phir maine uske chut mai do ungli dalne laga aur dhire dhire usko ander bahar karne laga, 5 min tak karne ke bad uski chut mai apna. Have you told him?’ Lisa nodded, ‘yea, he said he loves me to…but…’ ‘But what?’ Suzanne asked laying her daughter down on her bent leg. Lisa looked towards the back porch where the two guys were standing around the barbecue laughing. ‘If he loves me, why doesn’t he ask me to move in with him? I mean you are always joking about how I spend more time there then I do here. But he still hasn’t asked. I don’t even know where this relationship is going. I mean I love him and I believe he loves me,. “Barely an inconvenience,” I joked. My mom frowned. She knew I used humor to deflect from having to answer real questions. “I am leading you like a pony around a campground. It does seem pretty weird,” I answered truthfully.“Would it help if I stomped my foot and whinnied like Pony Doris, Ma’am?” my mom offered me a smirk. She whinnied and stomped her foot without further thought.“Do you get into being a pony? Does it feel real?” I asked her.“No, Ma’am. At first, I thought this was some kind of. Dad just kept telling me to keep going.I'd say i'd been washing it for about 15 mins when he let out a moan and it started leaking out milky looking liquid. I asked dad if I had done it wrong but was told that thats how to tell when its been washed enough.Of course I had to ask him what was the milky stuff that had come out of it. Dad just told me that it was his man milk and it was very similar to the milk that I used to get from mum.Again this kept happening at bath times for about a month..