She jumped over those hurdles perfectly and impressed me. I lied back down on the bed and rolled the top half of my body back and forth. Her face just followed my slit, and she kept her game up too. "Oh, son of a bitch," I moaned, halting movement. "Here you go, sweetheart. Enjoy hot the juice of your mommy," I recommended, peeking back at indian her. "I will, Mom," she said, positioning her face right above my cum squirt gun. I watched her just eyeballing my pussy nonstop while I rubbed my breasts ever so slowly. From one second to the college next, I suddenly felt like I was about to give birth. My slit was ready to shoot out my cum, and she was sex prepared to accept it from me. I gave an extra large dose of that juice which was solely because it was her that made it happen. I pushed myself as hard as I possibly could for as long as I could too. I closed my eyes so that I couldn't see the miracle, but I felt it vividly. The intense, clear and pleasurable picture where I could clearly see me splashing my juice all over my daughter's face cemented itself in my brain. I didn't need to see it physically, but I had it an emotional picture which was priceless. After it was all said and done, I found myself unable to move much. All I could do was try to deal with the pleasure both physical and emotional. I felt to be frying in an oven, but I felt fantastic. The mental feelings rose again as I felt my daughter climb up on top of me. She kissed me once. "Aren't you going to look at me, and wash my face, Mom?" "Of course, angel," I muttered, opening my eyes. We looked at each other not as mother and daughter, but lovers. desi I felt the feelings, and they were making me tingle. I knew girl they were there, but I couldn't fight them. "You are beautiful, Rose," I complimented her, softly placing my right palm on her cheek. "More than an angel, Mommy?" "Yes," I answered before my tongue came out, and I brought it to her face. I licked my juice right off her face as if it was an ice cream cone. I closed my eyes and blindly did the work faultlessly. I heard her moan a bit and she shuddered somewhat as well. She grabbed onto my arms and held them tight, but not too tight. As I tickled her, she squeezed my arms a little bit. I didn't mind as I loved the results I got directly from her. I also felt her leaking out some juice down towards my slit, so our mother/daughter relationship indeed soared. "That was amazing, Mom," she mentioned, getting onto her side. "I had no idea you were this sexual or you had a lesbian side." "Even after over twenty years with me being your mom," I pointed out, getting onto my side too. "You're still learning things about me." As I was, we just glanced at each other again. Neither of us said a word for over five minutes, but we both smiled and licked our lips slightly. I should have been dead, the pickup driver was drunk and driving over 80 miles an hour, he wasn't wearing a seat-belt and went through his windshield and landed dead on the road. Her flesh squeezed around me. She gripped me with this indian passion. My balls tightened as I pushed myself as deep into her as I could. was us talking dirty to each other. The pleasure coursed through me. This wanton, wicked, amazing treat. When you do the thrown will teach you everything you need to know about our people. I loose control and immediate lunge in for a kiss feeling my aunt lips against mine felt so good but wrong we continue to passionately kiss as she begins to undue my pants she slides her hand down my pants and pulls out my fully erect cock I look up at he as she bites her lip wanting it as badly as I do I gripped her hard as this desi wild, wanton heat swept through my body. It's good. “I know what you mean, dear.” David said. I turned around, too. I knew I was going college to want more from my boy. I was single and had not gotten laid in months. “We really haven’t known sex each other long.” I can feel my orgasm rising as tummies swell with monstrous spawn. She kept up the act, so I guessed it wasn’t it. Even if the night had not been so dark, Sam wouldn’t have had much to see. I came up and dunked him in too. The waves of intense feelings hot washed over her as she came and came again, her pussy constricting the fat dog cock and locking the dog's knot tight within her. This was too much not to get a reaction. (Grace did, for one very brief moment, imagine what this would look like if the dildo was instead an actual cock attached to a boy from school, but she quickly pushed that thought away.) Lisa was sobbing just like a little baby. I carefully locked them into the car and went to get colas and popcorn for us all. Yes I was drunk and was excited to get him in the tub. I know it was late, but I wanted my girl toy in me. I have no idea what happened no my sanity, but I had an idea. I woke up the next morning to Ryan spooning me with his cock inside me. It’s a wonderful way to wake up. I was on my own instead of being with real kids that gave me cover. “That's what a real man does with a real cock!” I yowled. She gasped as her father, still holding his cock, rubbed it against her pussy a few times before guiding the tip to her entrance.