Fir kapil aya our mujhe ghasit te hue room meinn legaya mein cikh cikh ke ro rahi thi. par wo meri ek na suni. Wo mijhe bistar pe patak diya our meri ...hath per bandh diya.Our mere lips ko kiss kar ne laga our chaba ne laga mein bas ro rahi thi. wo mere kapde fad diya our mein bas pink bra our penty mein thi wo mujhe eise dekh ke pagal hogaya our khud apni kapde utar ke mere upar agaya. Wo bohat hatta katta tha uska lund tab 6″ kit ha.mein to dar gaya tha. Wo mere bra fad diya. Our mere nipple ko. I soon felt each small spurt of my climax as I injected my seed deep into him, he groaned again, though he had not as yet climaxed himself. Judy had watched the performance with interest, her hand on the dog`s prick, gently stroking him. She motioned me out of the way and led the great hound to her husband still d****d over the stool. The dog took no second bidding and was up in a trice, his huge prick slipping into the now well used ring–piece as if made for the job.Pete, groaned as the much. Lowering her head, stepping to the center of the opening, raising her head and facing inward, Jessica finally comes across the girl from the club, hanging upside down, by one leg, her ankle tightly shackled in a leather cuff connected to a chain stretching to a pulley on the ceiling. Swaying around in a slow circle, her arms still taped behind her back, breasts thrust out; her hollowed stomach rippling, every tendon and muscle stretching throughout her glistening body are visible as she’s. I started thinking about my mother in a sexy way and started to think about my past incidents with my mom that happened at home.As an IT professional, my weekends are off and my sister visits only twice or once in a month on weekends. Most of the time my mother and I are left alone at home. On one Saturday I woke up at 7 to pass urine. Normally I only get up after 10 on weekends.On that day my bladder was full and I moved towards the bathroom. Our bathroom latch doesn’t work properly. I didn’t.