“Oh fuck, I’m cumming, oh fuck, what you do to me.” “Oh fuck, you two have me cumming now, oh fuck, it feels good.” I kept sucking and nib...bling on Nestlé’s tits and nipples as well as squeezing and lightly pinching them with one hand, and I had reached down and was squeezing and lightly pinching Nancy’s tits and nipples with one hand, going from one tit to the other tit and nipples, as Nancy kept stroking my cock and fingering Nestlé’s pussy. “Oh fuck, I think I need to lay down, before I. I worked remotely from around 1 pm till 10 pm and enjoyed the three months of lockdown with my wife.It was like a vacation until flights resumed. My wife planned to go to her parents’ place till such time we didn’t have to return to London.That weekend out of the blue, my mom told me that Shilpi has invited us for dinner. She was living in a luxury apartment near the Racecourse road with her FRCS Doctor husband. So we drove to their house along with mom, dad, my wife, and me.The flat was way. She did her best to keep still after that but it was hopeless, the pain was too intense. Peter stopped every ten blows and put his hand between Ruiz's legs so she could rub against it. By the time he'd hit fifty, her body was too exhausted for even that."Now, it's time to get serious," he said. Lauren pulled her mouth off his cock and whispered, "Peter, she's had enough. Look at her." She stroked his cock in her hand. "Come on, let's you and me go upstairs and finish this off..."Peter pushed. My mom was a total control freak and I spent five years fighting for moral agency and bodily autonomy. I resolved to never, ever impose the kind of straitjacket on my kids that she tried to impose on me. Kara grew up in a similarly rigid household, though it was her dad, not her mom, who was the one who tried to impose his will on her.”“You really think parents should have no control over their kids’ lives?” Elaine asked.“That is not even remotely what I said! It’s how the control is exercised..