Family sex between father and daughter and mother and son
For me, sex was the most important part of my life, and Ashkan was the only person I was with in my sex, with whom I performed my needs and fantasies. She was exactly my complement in sex and I was never satisfied with being with her…
But today was my last meeting with him. For more fun than today, I turned my mind to the sweet memories I had with him. The most pleasant memory was getting to know him. I was standing on the balcony, thinking alone. I was a Lundi woman and talkative that I had never felt true love. Soft music played and a cool breeze hit my head and face. I was slowly tasting my drink and I was immersed in a trance of sweets that brought the voice of Bam and my men to me: Excuse me, let me pass!
His voice was so charming and hoarse that my body subconsciously murmured. I turned to him with a smile. I saw a tall and attractive man in front of me. Her black, penetrating eyes were full of storms, but her face was calm. He looked at me with a smile, I wish I had slept under him right away and become one with him!
Unconsciously, from my thoughts and imaginations, a sexy smile sat on the corner of my mouth and I bit my lip. I tried to spice everything I could and said: Please, Lord…
Hearing this sentence, his eyes sparkled, he gave me a mysterious smile and passed me… This was the beginning of my acquaintance with Ashkan.
I parked the car and when I got off, as always, I saw two stormy eyes waiting for me behind the window and I moved towards pain and pleasure…
As usual, as soon as I arrived, I went to the room slowly and without a word, and took off all my clothes except my underwear. I untied my hair clip, which I had completely blackened this time, and spread it on my waist.
I sat on my knees and waited for him to come. I swallowed the smell of Prada bitter perfume with my heart. The combination of those contrasting scents of mint, vanilla, orange and gum had become the bitterest sweet scent of my life, increasing the wetness between my legs.
With the sound of closing in my smile, my face became wider and I was unconsciously secreted by the taste of Kirsh saliva. I closed my eyes and waited impatiently for the last sex to start and unite with her. The cold buckle of his belt on his forehead was a sign of pain and pleasure. This cold always made me hotter, I closed my belt and unzipped it. I rubbed my face against his sleeping cock and tried to find his head with my lips through my shorts. I was touching Kirsh bit by bit with my lips and biting my tongue…
I made him impatient when he opened his mouth: Eat it!
I took out Kirsh. I was so thirsty to eat it that I could not wait to swallow it.
I felt the heat with my fingers. I got up on both knees and opened my mouth. I took his leader to my mouth with my lips. I sucked slowly and played with his hat with my tongue. All the lust and energy of sex came from the pleasure of the master, the more he enjoyed it, the wetter and more obedient I became. Tasting his urine means I do my job properly. I continued licking, sucking and eating until Kirsh grew tall and filled my entire mouth. My breath was heavy from the pressure of Kirsh, which had become hard and rocky, and his breath was numbered with pleasure… The most satisfying state for Ashkan was pumping in my mouth من Who misses Kirshu بر
With that, he grabbed my hair and started pumping it in my mouth. This time I opened my mouth more and in front of the fixed Kirsh, I was just looking at the movement and the blows of the Kirsh down my throat with lust.
My face stuck to his stomach and pressed to the bottom of my throat. He held it for a few seconds and slowly moved it back and forth in my mouth. My face was hot with lust and pleasure and the wetness between my legs was increasing moment by moment… Even the thought of eating Kirsh could satisfy me.
He grabbed my hair violently and complained: Eat more, Gloria! I want to go down to the throat, puppy!…
I was heartbroken by the sense of joy I was giving him…
