We need to find out first when and how much you can have or must receive. Hopefully, we can fuck and I can unload in your cunts without influencing your addiction to my cum. Apparently, we have been kept in the dark and only my mother knows the inside-outs of this predicament of your weekly fix and my nightly sessions. Somehow we have to get that boy info from her. Most importantly how did my mother emptied my balls for perhaps four years every night without me noticing? What kind of witchcraft is that? And what made me fight her today?” The Dane dames now took turns to give my dick an occasional lick. Both Dane dames did their utter best. A moment later two Dane mouths were playing parking for my dick with and ballsack. Four arms caressing abs. Four awesome tits rubbing my thighs and....... my mother in my head. Such wonderful Fucking tits to squeeze, such delightful wetness between her legs... within seconds I was to erupt again and I had to call of the pampering. Two Dane ladies looking unsatisfied into my eyes. Four accusing nipples acknowledging their point. I felt for Bridget and her mother. Bending over I softly touched their clitorises and said,” Come girls. Dinner awaits,” and both ladies wrecked into bliss for a few minutes. When they opened their eyes I could see the exhaustion and went to the kitchen to check the lasagne's progress to find it non-existent until I opened the fridge. All it cum needed was a small hour in the oven. Lazily I set the right temperature and put the dish in the oven. After entering the living room again I saw the Dane girls still out of it and laid them both in comfortable furniture. Ms. Dane on the couch and Bridget with folded legs on the two-seater. I gave them both a kiss and could not help myself kissing Bridget's nipples as well. They were begging for it. I swear! My loving touches got her to moan happily and I felt something waking again in my groin so I thought it better to stop touching the Danes and covered them each with a blanket. I thought the situation very awkward. Here I was. A man in his prime, I mean, can a indian man get any hornier than at the age of eighteen? call Yes, at thirteen, but at that age, he is not a man yet. Everyone stops playing to watch. “After… after he came, he may as well have thrown me away with the fucking condom. Harry opened up her robes to expose her hard, erect nipples. I licked my lips at the wicked sight, my pussy growing hotter cum and hotter. And I kinda had feelings for him but I just didn’t think I was gay. She agreed with me and said she was kind of looking forward to it. Jane call with told her husband she was going to the kitchen to get a drink. She totally likes you!” I tell him. He came again and I gathered boy it in Fucking my mouth and swallowed again. It's a surprise though to indian me that the last time we had sex, was on the plane."