I didn’t care for the yarn, and the dials and gauges seemed too clunky. This time I saw a screen of digital readouts and controls. It allowed me to ...make adjustments in the smallest increments, not to mention give me feedback on how Greta was feeling and whether what we were doing was taking us in the right direction or not.According to the readouts, Greta loved doing what she was doing. I could feel her bump the back of her throat repeatedly and each bump corresponded to a series of jumps and. Usne mera ser apni good may rekha or mere baal or gaalo ko sehelane lagi, maine bola ‘I want to kiss you’ usne bola ‘itni der se vahi to ker rahe the’ maine bola ‘face per nahi na lips per’, fir usni pucha ‘to fir keha’, main thodi der chup reha or fir maine apni ungli uske right tits per rekhi or press kia, usne ek naughty smile di or bola ‘puch ku rahe ho’, Maine bola ‘karu’,usne kuch nahi bola bus smile kerti rahi, maine uske top k neck k ander haath dala or uske tit per rekh dia or softly. ‘It’s ok, I don’t mind.’ I suddenly felt like I wanted her to talk to me about him, tell me everything. Her innocence had already caused her to make the faux pas of discussing a past lover when in bed. ‘When did you lose your virginity?’ ‘Four months ago,’ she whispered soulfully, ‘I don’t want to talk about him’. I worked it out, it was just a few weeks before I had first seen her at the wedding. The answer shocked me and made me wonder how over it really was. I wanted to ask more, but now was. ."She dug her nails into my arse and pulled me hard against her. I felt the jism rising in my balls. "Mum, I'm cumming too. Oooohhh yeees. I'm going to fill you with spunk. I'm going to shoot it straight into your womb." With that my cock exploded and I squirted load after load into her"Oooohhh baaaby, I can feel it shooting into me. Aaaahhh fuuuck, fill Mummy's womb with it, ooohh baby, baby, baby......Tears appeared in her eyes and she took my head towards hers and with a wide open mouth.