“Your turn,” Brent said, offering Michelle a finger full of ice cream. Michelle winked at him, then wrapped her lips around his finger. Her tongue... dealt with the ice cream while she sucked on it. A stirring in her lower body and moisture between her thighs suggested that more than sucking on a finger was needed. “This way,” she said as she let go of Brent’s finger. Michelle headed towards a corner of the park that she knew had some privacy. She was not sure if Brent would go along with what she. It’s just awesome when you have someone in your family who can fulfil your sexual desire.You don’t have to just shag your tool and make yourself comfortable and you have someone who knows how you’re satisfied. The story which I’m going to narrate you and what happened to me in my summer vacations.It all happened when I went to my Mausi’s home to spend my vacations. Oh I forgot to tell you about my Mausi. She is just too perfect to be described by a poet in his poems. At first look u will surely. She starts to pant. I start to feel her ass convulse. It gets so loose, I push, she squeezes. I freeze again. Repeat but quicker, tighter. Repeat even quicker still. Repeat over and over, faster and faster. She is jerking me off with her ass .I pull on her hair, pull her tighter to me. She lets out a low, long moan. Her anal convulsions continue. I’m getting close, I’m about to cum. Suddenly she goes limp. Falls to her knees. My cock pops out of her ass dripping with butter and. The delicious innuendo of saying something so deceptively simple to her father appealed to her tremendously, especially since it was technically true.Sighing loudly, and with a melodramatically grumpy undertone, she said to the door, "Exercising in the buff. What do you want, daddy?" Oh." Obviously Heather wasn't about to open her door, and clearly her father was somehow disappointed by that. "Uh, Princess? Your mother and I got you a present for today and she wanted me to give it to you. Could.