Note: These stories are based on my sexual history, with some changes to the story and name changes for protection, but both years and places are real. Since the story follows my real life, not everything will be as fast-paced as in other stories. This is my first publication, I appreciate all comments. My email is: pibeplatense@hotmail.com
Until the year 2003 my story is that of any boy who grows up on the outskirts of La Plata city in Argentina. More precisely in Gonnet, a typical middle-class family with a spacious house, a pool located in a rather select part between Centenario and Belgrano roads. My name is Tomas. By that year I was 16 years old, my sister Lucia was 18, my father Roberto 45 and my mother Victoria 42. Next door on a subdivided plot of land, my aunt had built her house with her husband and young children. My Aunt Claudia was quite younger than my mom, she was 25 and was the result of an unplanned pregnancy initially My Uncle Juan was 30 years old and his children were 3 and 1 year old. We always knew that due to the stories of my aunt's birth, both she and my mom had decided to have young children and contraception was a common topic derived from family stories.
In 2003 everything changed. Internet came to my house and from being able to see some magazine with friends and trying to see the encoded channel on cable TV, the world of sexuality exploded. The possibility of having a computer in my room was a battle worth fighting. A few months later I was watching all kinds of pornography until I found incest.
From small videos that I could download with my dial-up connection, I quickly moved on to stories, copying them into an eternal word so I could read without internet. Within a few weeks, I spent many hours a day living my sexuality. And the most palpable effect: sexualizing my daily routine. Adding to the hormone explosion were gazes at my sister and mom, along with a renewed caring for them. Longer hugs, with my whole body, were my timid explorations that left my head in that moment. The best moments came from being able to see my aunt, who almost stopped breastfeeding, had incredible breasts. Plus, she still saw me as a kid, which allowed our hugs to make me feel her entire body and for me it was gold when later I masturbated with the stories, paying double.
From always I had been very curious about intellectual things, so based on stories and some hasty search that went wrong in 'Altavista', I also started reading about psychology. The mix of sexual pleasure and intellectual was irresistible and a year later, when everyone began to see what career I was studying, I already knew it was psychology. This surprised my family very much, who always had heard me say I would be a doctor.
The reading about the taboo of incest allowed me to stop feeling guilty for how my relatives would get me hot, living it as something more common. Also, the amount of stories I devoured let me know a little more about how to approach girls. During the summer of 2003 to 2004, I lost my virginity and my sexual appetite expanded. I started thinking that my relatives might not be indifferent to my body and be more aware of my ability to seduce. Throughout all of 2004, I masturbated with my mom's clothes and my sister's, even with some photos from our vacation beach. Each time I came harder, moaned louder. On some outings where I was with Lucia, with the alcohol we had in our bodies, we ended up sleeping on the living room couch, implying my first inevitable supports, that my sister never stayed far away and sometimes felt like she pushed with her Booty. This never went further, but left me hot for days. Several times I masturbated without closing the door, adding something of voyeurism to my desire to experiment with incest. I didn't believe they would get excited from seeing me, simply that they knew I was very hot, always.
By mid-2005, a new stage would arrive. Although I always had good grades and never struggled with studying, adjusting to university life was challenging. As a result of this, my parents sent me to a psycho-pedagogue when my first partials weren't great grades and my outings and stay away from home were full-time. I protested a bit, but since Juliana (37 years old), a neighbor and my mom's friend, wasn't so bad, I ended up going there as she could even help me.
During several encounters we reviewed basic study methods and I felt very calm. She wasn't the most beautiful woman, but she had nice-sized breasts that looked great in the shirts she always wore. I had looked at her several times and even jerked off to her in the bathroom once, feeling totally relaxed. My parents had given me a bit of money, so I was going out less often and having less sex as a result. When we finished working, we would chat for a bit and she had told me several times that I was a very handsome guy. I would respond by saying I wished I could find a woman like her. Although it wasn't always the case, there was an innocent game going on, never getting beyond comments, but getting a bit more intense when I asked if I'd be out Saturday and said I'd be late, with her speculating that I was tired of what I did on my nights out all the time.
During classes, she would sit next to me in the living room of the house, where we were alone since her husband was working and her son was sleeping upstairs after returning from nursery school. When I asked her something, she would take the habit of standing up and correcting me over my shoulders. Inevitably, her breasts would rest on my shoulders and even my neck. The first times I got tense and even nervous, but I started to relax. And even wanting to slowly advance. If she supported her breasts, I would discreetly rub my face and ask her something, with her breasts just centimeters from my face. I even tried breathing in close and swear I saw how her skin got goosebumps all over the birth of her nipples. Erections during her classes were constant and I didn't care about hiding them much anymore. These games were very exciting.
In the second exams I improved, but not everything that my dad and mom as well as Juliana expected. Almost unable to teach me new things, one afternoon arrived when we were at her house and my aunt came to leave some papers. My aunt came with a nice cleavage, but what impressed me more was how it showed off her Booty. Blinded by the heat, I looked at her until she left the house, which made Juliana notice. To make things worse, my cock got very hard and it was noticeable, especially due to the jogging pants I had put on having them close when getting dressed. Juliana smiled and sent me home, telling me to come back next week more relieved... from studying. The pause of a few seconds made me think that her comment had been different than usual, but not to humiliate me, rather between funny and seductive.
The week after that I was expecting a practical test, but the surprise was at first: she was dressed very similar to how my aunt had gone to her house. Although she didn't have the big Booty, the jeans were squeezing her tight. And the shirt, now open one button more than usual, was holding up her beautiful breasts that threatened to burst out of the sports bra trying to hold them back.
It cost me a lot to not look at her and my cock had already started to swell up. Let's say I'm nobody of enormous size, currently measuring 18.5 from the base of the testicles, but they always praised me for being a bit wider than normal. Let's say that at 18 years old, I wasn't fully developed, I was almost 1 cm shorter. The problem was that my hot-headed mind gave me the idea to wear a football pant, small and any erection would show. It was going to be difficult tonight, no doubt.
My surprise came when the text that indicated for me to do the practices was about the relationship between Freud and his sister-in-law, Minna. Based on the eternal rumor of their relationship, I built a intimate diary of Freud. At the end of that text, I hinted that Freud felt attracted to Minna, not just because she was his sister-in-law, but also because the age difference put her in the place of daughter. It didn't take me long to get very excited, so much that I had to adjust my cock several times due to the pain it caused. There was no possibility Juliana wouldn't notice this.
After finishing all the study methods, I was going to give him the work for him to correct it, but I'm holding back with my hand that not.
I'm not going to correct you like that today. I want you to give me an oral summary of the text, since you'll have your first oral finals soon.
-Okay, in this text the relationship between Freud and Minna, his sister-in-law, is explored. It's a basic narrative structure, although it tries to use academic concepts to make it more believable. In the interaction between Freud and Minna we see a constant sexual tension made by an unequal relationship, in age, academia, and sex. The ending is open, where the sexual tension doesn't end up resolving in any sense.
It seems to me that you're summarizing it too much as you tell it, although you speak very well for what's expected of a first-year student. I'm going to play devil's advocate and make you explain it like I don't know anything, okay? Anyway, I'm not a psychologist, so I know little to nothing, really.
Beastly, ask me.
What academic concepts does the text use?
-Mainly, the taboo of incest.
Well... what's this about?
Okay, Freud says that in family relationships, especially those between mother and son and father and daughter, there are moments where children express sexual desires as a stage of growth. And in some cases, these processes don't cut off and therefore cases of attraction and even sexual relationships occur.
-Well, I think that's a good explanation. And how does the text resolve that tension?
It doesn't resolve her. Leaves it up to our imagination.
After this last question, she made some considerations about how I was expressing myself. We stayed for a few minutes and she turned my chair around, leaving us facing each other with the table beside.
-Hey, I'm left half-impacted about the taboo of incest. Do you think my son is going to sit down attracted to me?
At the moment he says this to me, she gets a bit flushed.
Do you mind me asking that?
No, everything's fine, I like talking about these topics of my career
My fever had been reactivated, I put myself on high alert... and I started getting hard.
-Look... being sincere, yes. Your son is going to feel attracted to you. Generally it's going to happen in these years and you may have some uncomfortable moments, but then it will pass. If it prolongs, generally he'll fantasize, look at you... probably he can make himself masturbate thinking of yours... about you. And much of the pleasure can come from what is forbidden, the secret
I had gone down on my mouth. She saw how my eyes went down. And when she raised her gaze again, she saw how instinctively I adjusted the cock.
-Ah, it's really rare everything you tell me, but it intrigues me. And thanks for saying what you didn't say, haha. Although it's not your aunt's booty.
I almost died. I got a blush. I tried to hide it. It was impossible.
-Not good, it's not what you think...
Relax, I know it's very pretty. And if the secret is part of the matter, I won't say anything. I said that out of envy just a little bit.
-Oh, well, thanks. If we're on good terms and keep secrets, you don't have much to envy him. Your son is going to have a lot of stuff...
I finished saying that with a smile. There was silence. I realized I had messed up again. She took some seconds, where it seemed like she was taking her time to get back at me.
Look how I gave you a little room and now you've taken off...
-Forgive me, I said it without thinking, I didn't want to say that.
-It's already done, you said it already, but it stays between us. Let's start lifting things up, huh?
Okay, I had messed it up. No doubts. We raised everything, I helped her always with the mate she put and we went to the kitchen, in total silence. While washing, I looked at the floor (and a little at her Booty) and started talking again.
One thing that stays with me... you always talked to me about kids who want their parents... doesn't it go the other way around?
-Yes, obvious. Some of the cases have to do with some birth traumas, like baby illnesses that leave deep bonds. Others with not being able to handle certain issues, like mothers who get excited because they're breastfeeding and it creates a very sexualized bond. It also has to do with the age difference, the idea that parents can guide everything in their life for their children and that generates a power and total attraction link, which overflows into sex. There's the idea of having sex with someone you're teaching is very mirrored to having sex with someone who's teaching you. And also, without a doubt, what's forbidden works a lot on mothers and fathers. Some currents sustain that those who feel attracted to people much younger or much older are partial replacements for an incestuous impulse...
Hey, I didn't know that last one... Can you pass me a glass?
I turn around to look for the glass, which was on top of a breakfast bar and when I come back, it's still talking to me, but now looking at me straight and I notice that its nipples are more prominent. Had it gotten excited? I give him the glass and he starts talking.
I want to make an express return this week and next week I'll give you a report for your parents. I think you're an excellent student and master all the methods, but you have a problem... pass me another glass, please.
I turn around to look for more glasses, which were on a shelf above a breakfast bar. I heard my voice getting closer.
-Your problem comes from an attention issue, which I see clearly just today.
I'd hear her closer each time, and I feel like with one of her hands, she immobilizes mine that were searching for the glasses and I remain stretched on tiptoes. Without changing the tone, she continues.
I'm not a psychologist, but I think you're more interested in all this than academically. The way you look at me since the first day, how our bond formed... DON'T TURN AWAY FROM ME.
Her tone was firm, just when I wanted to look at her without understanding everything. Instantly it cleared up, to my greater surprise.
This is the problem with your study and performance.
And I grabbed, with her free hand, the cock above my soccer pants. I didn't expect it, thought it was a game. I was grabbing. Almost had a heart attack and my first instinct was to move like running away, but she kept me quiet. And I moaned.
From the first day you came with that cock like this. And on top of it, you jerked off in my bathroom. I can't take it anymore seeing and nothing more.
With the hand that was holding me, it let go and lowered my pants and boxers. And with the free hand, it started to perform a masturbation on me.
-And on top of everything you threw away today about incest, power, who educates... You can't heat up like this, kid. You're a jerk saying my son is going to get excited with me...
I was in heaven, but I could recover a bit and articulate something.
With a mom like that, who wouldn't...
I turned around, spun my head and looked at her.
Do you give me a tit?
Without hesitation, he took one of those high stools typical of bars and sat down next to me. He starts unbuttoning his shirt and pulls out a breast over the bra.
If the comment about getting hot while breastfeeding was a shot, you hit it, I would get wet all over.
You're the best mom, I told her almost without stopping to suck her nipple.
Lowered my hand and started touching him on the pants, but he pulled me away.
-Here I go, baby... How your hard cock turns me on.
That got me going wild. I felt like my blood was rising. I was sitting in a high chair, with my short and boxer shorts on my knees, while Juliana was giving me a beautiful masturbation and I was sucking her right breast.
-Ah yes, come on, suck my breasts, suck me all in!! Suck the other one! she ordered while very hot ripped off the sports bra and the two fell out, loose and free.
-Warm me up more than when my son was sucking me, I can't take it anymore!! Give me your cock!!
We lasted only 5 more minutes. She had a short and intense orgasm just from sucking her tits and I exploded in a big long cum that stained the whole breakfast nook and floor, as well as her hand. I moaned a lot with her tits in her mouth, even nipping one nipple, which I know she loved.
In silence we got dressed. She cleaned herself up. When I was leaving, she told me.
The week that comes, the complete report for your daddies.
Until the year 2003 my story is that of any boy who grows up on the outskirts of La Plata city in Argentina. More precisely in Gonnet, a typical middle-class family with a spacious house, a pool located in a rather select part between Centenario and Belgrano roads. My name is Tomas. By that year I was 16 years old, my sister Lucia was 18, my father Roberto 45 and my mother Victoria 42. Next door on a subdivided plot of land, my aunt had built her house with her husband and young children. My Aunt Claudia was quite younger than my mom, she was 25 and was the result of an unplanned pregnancy initially My Uncle Juan was 30 years old and his children were 3 and 1 year old. We always knew that due to the stories of my aunt's birth, both she and my mom had decided to have young children and contraception was a common topic derived from family stories.
In 2003 everything changed. Internet came to my house and from being able to see some magazine with friends and trying to see the encoded channel on cable TV, the world of sexuality exploded. The possibility of having a computer in my room was a battle worth fighting. A few months later I was watching all kinds of pornography until I found incest.
From small videos that I could download with my dial-up connection, I quickly moved on to stories, copying them into an eternal word so I could read without internet. Within a few weeks, I spent many hours a day living my sexuality. And the most palpable effect: sexualizing my daily routine. Adding to the hormone explosion were gazes at my sister and mom, along with a renewed caring for them. Longer hugs, with my whole body, were my timid explorations that left my head in that moment. The best moments came from being able to see my aunt, who almost stopped breastfeeding, had incredible breasts. Plus, she still saw me as a kid, which allowed our hugs to make me feel her entire body and for me it was gold when later I masturbated with the stories, paying double.
From always I had been very curious about intellectual things, so based on stories and some hasty search that went wrong in 'Altavista', I also started reading about psychology. The mix of sexual pleasure and intellectual was irresistible and a year later, when everyone began to see what career I was studying, I already knew it was psychology. This surprised my family very much, who always had heard me say I would be a doctor.
The reading about the taboo of incest allowed me to stop feeling guilty for how my relatives would get me hot, living it as something more common. Also, the amount of stories I devoured let me know a little more about how to approach girls. During the summer of 2003 to 2004, I lost my virginity and my sexual appetite expanded. I started thinking that my relatives might not be indifferent to my body and be more aware of my ability to seduce. Throughout all of 2004, I masturbated with my mom's clothes and my sister's, even with some photos from our vacation beach. Each time I came harder, moaned louder. On some outings where I was with Lucia, with the alcohol we had in our bodies, we ended up sleeping on the living room couch, implying my first inevitable supports, that my sister never stayed far away and sometimes felt like she pushed with her Booty. This never went further, but left me hot for days. Several times I masturbated without closing the door, adding something of voyeurism to my desire to experiment with incest. I didn't believe they would get excited from seeing me, simply that they knew I was very hot, always.
By mid-2005, a new stage would arrive. Although I always had good grades and never struggled with studying, adjusting to university life was challenging. As a result of this, my parents sent me to a psycho-pedagogue when my first partials weren't great grades and my outings and stay away from home were full-time. I protested a bit, but since Juliana (37 years old), a neighbor and my mom's friend, wasn't so bad, I ended up going there as she could even help me.
During several encounters we reviewed basic study methods and I felt very calm. She wasn't the most beautiful woman, but she had nice-sized breasts that looked great in the shirts she always wore. I had looked at her several times and even jerked off to her in the bathroom once, feeling totally relaxed. My parents had given me a bit of money, so I was going out less often and having less sex as a result. When we finished working, we would chat for a bit and she had told me several times that I was a very handsome guy. I would respond by saying I wished I could find a woman like her. Although it wasn't always the case, there was an innocent game going on, never getting beyond comments, but getting a bit more intense when I asked if I'd be out Saturday and said I'd be late, with her speculating that I was tired of what I did on my nights out all the time.
During classes, she would sit next to me in the living room of the house, where we were alone since her husband was working and her son was sleeping upstairs after returning from nursery school. When I asked her something, she would take the habit of standing up and correcting me over my shoulders. Inevitably, her breasts would rest on my shoulders and even my neck. The first times I got tense and even nervous, but I started to relax. And even wanting to slowly advance. If she supported her breasts, I would discreetly rub my face and ask her something, with her breasts just centimeters from my face. I even tried breathing in close and swear I saw how her skin got goosebumps all over the birth of her nipples. Erections during her classes were constant and I didn't care about hiding them much anymore. These games were very exciting.
In the second exams I improved, but not everything that my dad and mom as well as Juliana expected. Almost unable to teach me new things, one afternoon arrived when we were at her house and my aunt came to leave some papers. My aunt came with a nice cleavage, but what impressed me more was how it showed off her Booty. Blinded by the heat, I looked at her until she left the house, which made Juliana notice. To make things worse, my cock got very hard and it was noticeable, especially due to the jogging pants I had put on having them close when getting dressed. Juliana smiled and sent me home, telling me to come back next week more relieved... from studying. The pause of a few seconds made me think that her comment had been different than usual, but not to humiliate me, rather between funny and seductive.
The week after that I was expecting a practical test, but the surprise was at first: she was dressed very similar to how my aunt had gone to her house. Although she didn't have the big Booty, the jeans were squeezing her tight. And the shirt, now open one button more than usual, was holding up her beautiful breasts that threatened to burst out of the sports bra trying to hold them back.
It cost me a lot to not look at her and my cock had already started to swell up. Let's say I'm nobody of enormous size, currently measuring 18.5 from the base of the testicles, but they always praised me for being a bit wider than normal. Let's say that at 18 years old, I wasn't fully developed, I was almost 1 cm shorter. The problem was that my hot-headed mind gave me the idea to wear a football pant, small and any erection would show. It was going to be difficult tonight, no doubt.
My surprise came when the text that indicated for me to do the practices was about the relationship between Freud and his sister-in-law, Minna. Based on the eternal rumor of their relationship, I built a intimate diary of Freud. At the end of that text, I hinted that Freud felt attracted to Minna, not just because she was his sister-in-law, but also because the age difference put her in the place of daughter. It didn't take me long to get very excited, so much that I had to adjust my cock several times due to the pain it caused. There was no possibility Juliana wouldn't notice this.
After finishing all the study methods, I was going to give him the work for him to correct it, but I'm holding back with my hand that not.
I'm not going to correct you like that today. I want you to give me an oral summary of the text, since you'll have your first oral finals soon.
-Okay, in this text the relationship between Freud and Minna, his sister-in-law, is explored. It's a basic narrative structure, although it tries to use academic concepts to make it more believable. In the interaction between Freud and Minna we see a constant sexual tension made by an unequal relationship, in age, academia, and sex. The ending is open, where the sexual tension doesn't end up resolving in any sense.
It seems to me that you're summarizing it too much as you tell it, although you speak very well for what's expected of a first-year student. I'm going to play devil's advocate and make you explain it like I don't know anything, okay? Anyway, I'm not a psychologist, so I know little to nothing, really.
Beastly, ask me.
What academic concepts does the text use?
-Mainly, the taboo of incest.
Well... what's this about?
Okay, Freud says that in family relationships, especially those between mother and son and father and daughter, there are moments where children express sexual desires as a stage of growth. And in some cases, these processes don't cut off and therefore cases of attraction and even sexual relationships occur.
-Well, I think that's a good explanation. And how does the text resolve that tension?
It doesn't resolve her. Leaves it up to our imagination.
After this last question, she made some considerations about how I was expressing myself. We stayed for a few minutes and she turned my chair around, leaving us facing each other with the table beside.
-Hey, I'm left half-impacted about the taboo of incest. Do you think my son is going to sit down attracted to me?
At the moment he says this to me, she gets a bit flushed.
Do you mind me asking that?
No, everything's fine, I like talking about these topics of my career
My fever had been reactivated, I put myself on high alert... and I started getting hard.
-Look... being sincere, yes. Your son is going to feel attracted to you. Generally it's going to happen in these years and you may have some uncomfortable moments, but then it will pass. If it prolongs, generally he'll fantasize, look at you... probably he can make himself masturbate thinking of yours... about you. And much of the pleasure can come from what is forbidden, the secret
I had gone down on my mouth. She saw how my eyes went down. And when she raised her gaze again, she saw how instinctively I adjusted the cock.
-Ah, it's really rare everything you tell me, but it intrigues me. And thanks for saying what you didn't say, haha. Although it's not your aunt's booty.
I almost died. I got a blush. I tried to hide it. It was impossible.
-Not good, it's not what you think...
Relax, I know it's very pretty. And if the secret is part of the matter, I won't say anything. I said that out of envy just a little bit.
-Oh, well, thanks. If we're on good terms and keep secrets, you don't have much to envy him. Your son is going to have a lot of stuff...
I finished saying that with a smile. There was silence. I realized I had messed up again. She took some seconds, where it seemed like she was taking her time to get back at me.
Look how I gave you a little room and now you've taken off...
-Forgive me, I said it without thinking, I didn't want to say that.
-It's already done, you said it already, but it stays between us. Let's start lifting things up, huh?
Okay, I had messed it up. No doubts. We raised everything, I helped her always with the mate she put and we went to the kitchen, in total silence. While washing, I looked at the floor (and a little at her Booty) and started talking again.
One thing that stays with me... you always talked to me about kids who want their parents... doesn't it go the other way around?
-Yes, obvious. Some of the cases have to do with some birth traumas, like baby illnesses that leave deep bonds. Others with not being able to handle certain issues, like mothers who get excited because they're breastfeeding and it creates a very sexualized bond. It also has to do with the age difference, the idea that parents can guide everything in their life for their children and that generates a power and total attraction link, which overflows into sex. There's the idea of having sex with someone you're teaching is very mirrored to having sex with someone who's teaching you. And also, without a doubt, what's forbidden works a lot on mothers and fathers. Some currents sustain that those who feel attracted to people much younger or much older are partial replacements for an incestuous impulse...
Hey, I didn't know that last one... Can you pass me a glass?
I turn around to look for the glass, which was on top of a breakfast bar and when I come back, it's still talking to me, but now looking at me straight and I notice that its nipples are more prominent. Had it gotten excited? I give him the glass and he starts talking.
I want to make an express return this week and next week I'll give you a report for your parents. I think you're an excellent student and master all the methods, but you have a problem... pass me another glass, please.
I turn around to look for more glasses, which were on a shelf above a breakfast bar. I heard my voice getting closer.
-Your problem comes from an attention issue, which I see clearly just today.
I'd hear her closer each time, and I feel like with one of her hands, she immobilizes mine that were searching for the glasses and I remain stretched on tiptoes. Without changing the tone, she continues.
I'm not a psychologist, but I think you're more interested in all this than academically. The way you look at me since the first day, how our bond formed... DON'T TURN AWAY FROM ME.
Her tone was firm, just when I wanted to look at her without understanding everything. Instantly it cleared up, to my greater surprise.
This is the problem with your study and performance.
And I grabbed, with her free hand, the cock above my soccer pants. I didn't expect it, thought it was a game. I was grabbing. Almost had a heart attack and my first instinct was to move like running away, but she kept me quiet. And I moaned.
From the first day you came with that cock like this. And on top of it, you jerked off in my bathroom. I can't take it anymore seeing and nothing more.
With the hand that was holding me, it let go and lowered my pants and boxers. And with the free hand, it started to perform a masturbation on me.
-And on top of everything you threw away today about incest, power, who educates... You can't heat up like this, kid. You're a jerk saying my son is going to get excited with me...
I was in heaven, but I could recover a bit and articulate something.
With a mom like that, who wouldn't...
I turned around, spun my head and looked at her.
Do you give me a tit?
Without hesitation, he took one of those high stools typical of bars and sat down next to me. He starts unbuttoning his shirt and pulls out a breast over the bra.
If the comment about getting hot while breastfeeding was a shot, you hit it, I would get wet all over.
You're the best mom, I told her almost without stopping to suck her nipple.
Lowered my hand and started touching him on the pants, but he pulled me away.
-Here I go, baby... How your hard cock turns me on.
That got me going wild. I felt like my blood was rising. I was sitting in a high chair, with my short and boxer shorts on my knees, while Juliana was giving me a beautiful masturbation and I was sucking her right breast.
-Ah yes, come on, suck my breasts, suck me all in!! Suck the other one! she ordered while very hot ripped off the sports bra and the two fell out, loose and free.
-Warm me up more than when my son was sucking me, I can't take it anymore!! Give me your cock!!
We lasted only 5 more minutes. She had a short and intense orgasm just from sucking her tits and I exploded in a big long cum that stained the whole breakfast nook and floor, as well as her hand. I moaned a lot with her tits in her mouth, even nipping one nipple, which I know she loved.
In silence we got dressed. She cleaned herself up. When I was leaving, she told me.
The week that comes, the complete report for your daddies.
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