I liked my life the way it was. No complications, no hassles.At fifteen years old I spent lots of time fucking my girlfriend and looking at porn on th...e internet. My life was a full fuckfest of sweet babes and freedom that I didn't want interrupted. I called my girlfriend and asked her what I could do to get my mom to stop? She laughed. "You've got to catch her in the act silly. Once you have that then you control her."Man she was brilliant. So I grabbed my small digital video camera and set it. She forcefully pushed my head down as soon as my lips touched her cock. She then forced my head up and down few times with her strong grip on my hairs. I felt the blood rushing into her cock and it was getting stiff very quickly while it was getting taller every passing moment. I started moving my head up and down on her cock and she then leaned back with her hands resting on the group behind her back. My mouth was going up and down gently on Kim’s cock, Julie lowered my trunks with her hands. Phir hamne khana khaya or phir hum uske bed room me chale gaye bed room me jate hi usne door band kiya or bathroom me chali gayi 2 minute baad jab woh aayi to sexy lag rahi thi usne black colour ka gown or niche white colour ki bra pehan rahi thi bra ka colour mujhe uske gown me se dikh raha tha woh mere karib aayi or mujhe apni baho me lene lagi lekin maine use apne se hatate hue kaha ki pehle mera advance to usne kaha ki me tumhe pure rupaiye de dungi lekin pehle working to kar le maine kaha. Not because of my horrible score, though I got a lot of ribbing about that, but because Amelia, who is some kind of Putt-Putt savant, decided I needed help and would sidle up behind me, pressing her breasts into my back and reach around to help my hold my putter. Yeah. My score went downhill faster than my cock went up hill.She either had very poor spacial reckoning skills (not likely, with a score of 23) or she was deliberately grabbing the wrong shaft.Do you have any idea how hard it is to.