His hand is stoking my soapy dick and balls and I move my hands around to his ass and begin massaging his cheeks with my soapy hands... I look over an...d you are sitting on the side of the tube, playing with yourself as you watch us. Our tongues and mouths are sucking on each other as he moves his hands to my ass pulling us together to the point of our penises rubbing against each other.. He moves one of his hands inside my ass and starts running his fingers around my asshole... It is tingling. “Are you two ready for dinner?” she said.“I’m just coming, Mum,” I replied. “Matt’s just finished in the shower – I’ll hurry him up.”I could hear him having a pee. “I’m just going down to dinner with Mum,” I shouted.“Ok, I’ll just be a minute,” he said, coming out of the bathroom in his boxer shorts, towelling his hair.Mum and I went downstairs and met my Dad in the bar, where he was choosing wine for the meal. I saw Abi and Sally just sitting down at their table, and I waved innocently at. She: ji daddy jab se aapka lund dekhi hu pagal ho gayi hu and I insert my hand in your pajamaMe: aaw my lund is in full mood and your soft small hand is making my lund go crazy feelings thi and now I say beta tune kub dekha mera lund.She: jab us raat aap blue film dekh lund hila rahe theyMe: me bhi tujhe chup chup kar nahate dekhta tha apni pyari si chut me ungli dal te dekhta tha mujhe is teri chut ne bahut pareshan kya hai aaj nahi chodunga is se aaj tujhe puri aurat banadunga meri raniShe:. I couldn’t find my voice so I simply nodded as I slipped my hands past my waist. My fingers locked around the material of my soft pink thong. With trembling muscles I slid the material down my legs and tossed it onto the floor. I was immediately surrounded in the musky smell of my own wetness. I loved it, wanted it, and needed to taste it. Completely forgetting that my father was even around I slipped my finger between my swollen pussy lips. My clit felt like it was on fire as I slowly began to.