Then she explained to her that v both were having sex for a few months now and that it’s perfectly normal. Suddenly I got an idea and I pulled my je...ans and underwear down. Poonam was staring at my 6″ flesh erect as a rod. Sensing what I wanted mom removed her bra and started kissing Poonam. The bitch started protesting so I grabbed her hands and started kissing her boobs from above her clothes.It was almost eve and my bastard dada may wake up, so I and mom forced Poonam into bedroom. Once there. Mrs. Anderson had shrunk away from her rage and as soon as she apologized to the Dean, Doc, and Melody, Melody wrapped her in a hug that showed me there was genuine affection between the two. I was afraid for a while that it wasn’t going to happen. I couldn’t fathom what had really set her off. She just didn’t seem like the kind of person to fly off the handle like that, but once she did there was no way to back down. I wondered how I figured out how to defuse the situation and whether it would. She’d let you know quickly-and none too sweetly- if you got too rough with them. She could be snippy and petulant. Her legs looked long even at her diminutive size. It was the seventies and so she wore minidresses and hot pants everywhere, which gave her a chance to show off those gorgeous gams and give a glimpse of her perfect little ass... We didn’t call shorts Daisy Dukes back then. It was hot pants or short-shorts. The travesty known as “Dukes of Hazzard” had not yet polluted the. I knew the chances of him being there were very slim. But I had to take a chance in hopes of fulfilling some of my fantasies with him. No luck. I would have to keep trying.I wanted to tell my husband about my fantasies involving the man with the huge cock, but I never found the right moment. I knew he had enjoyed watching him fuck me in the theater. We even talked about how big he was many times. He would tease me every time we saw a horse, saying I wonder if he’s related to your horse cock.