The Erotic Face And Feet Of India

I saw a hand reach in and caress her thigh. She just moaned even louder. I was sucking her nipple now and pumping away. The hand had slid down close t... her quivering pussy now. Squeezing her thigh tight and she reached down and moved my hand and grabbed his and slid it over her pussy. In a moment he was fingering her to climax. I swear I thought the people inside the store might think there was a crime going on outside. Her hips bucked and twisted on his fingers. I could hear the squishing. "Garp!" my mother bellowed "Dinner!"The three of us (my mother, my father and myself) sat down to a silent but delicious "family" meal. Chewing ruthlessly on tension, difference and indifference. Following the string tightening period I surrendered back to my bedroom where I would scroll in my journal for the next four hours. Until my father would enter my room in his red flannel bath robe. Since my mother had gone to be he had invited me down to the basement (which he'd turned into a. More

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