"Please," - she breathes, - "please..."She does not know what she wants to ask for, her mind in a confusing and disturbing place in between "please le...t me go", "please fuck me now" and "please do whatever you want to me". "Panties too," - i say, - "and the bra." Her body is all I'd hoped it would be. Smooth, milky-white skin, long shapely legs with large soft thighs, wide hips, large breasts and a soft hanging belly. She is not proud of it; she tries to cover herself with her hands, but they. ’ It was at this point that we realized just how well we had bonded. All our walking had thoroughly smeared the baby poop all over the two of us and in the 30 minutes we had been wandering it had dried. My son and I had truly bonded! He and I, or at least our clothes were bonded together. Nurse Ratchet couldn’t take my son from me, at least not until she cut my son’s blanket off. She finally separated my son from me and started for the nursery. As she departed she looked over her shoulder and. Now he was having intercourse with her, was it because of the pain she cannot stand? He was not sure. Marisa tasted his lips as she felt the similarity of the taste. Then they broke off "Are you ok s*s" he asked. "I do have this cramp very often during my period but I don't know why I'm having it now." She whispered. She felt his warmness and so did he. He rocked a bit inside her to sustain his hardness. Her cramp had eased but she felt nice to have her brother's penis inside her. She felt like. Her geriatric bed buddy had surprised her with the copious load of cream he had drained into her feminine parts. He looked so ancient to her that she expected he would be all dried up inside and it was a miracle that he managed to stay hard as a rock until she fell into a confused orgasm underneath his pounding weight.He told her she had done a great job for the first time and she felt proud of her ability to make him cum with such obvious delight.In fact, she was so consumed with the spirit of.