Indian Teen Mastrubating with Banana

My mom reacted instantly by letting out a slight moan. She quickly regained her composure, and looked at the back seat. I pretended to be sleepy- eyes...half closed, low breathing.My eyes were half open and I could clearly see what they were doing. Well almost clearly. My mother turned to my dad and started mock scolding him in whispers. My dad turned around to take a look at me, and assured her that I was asleep.He again began fondling mom’s breasts over her blouse, but mom kept thwarting his. “Why not? It has a soft rug, and it’s completely private,” she reminded me. “Come on,” she insisted, as she took my hand and guided us into the back. She got down on her knees, and pulled me down onto mine. She wrapped her skinny arms around my neck, and advanced her lips toward mine. She kissed me with such fervor and passion, it took my breath away. Her lips were hotter than a frying pan at breakfast. I put my arms around her waist, and returned her kiss as tenderly as I could. . More

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