.Maine ye jaan liya tha ki madam jitni sundar hai utni hi dirty bhi….Phir madam ne kaha ki mayur muze tumhara lund chusna hai…Maine phatak se pant...utari aur madam ne dhaka de ke muze palang pe giraya aur mere lund ko haat me leke sahelane lagi…..Dheere se mere lund ko kiss karte hue kaha ….Aaj raat mai jaise kahugi waise hi karna okkkk…. Madam ne mera pura lund chus chis ke tight kar diya…Mai mere lund ko muh me like apklni zmjuban se sahelati aur thuk daal ke aur chsti…..Madam mere upar so. ...she just never-”“I understand, Will. I know your mom is your only parent, and you feel protective of her. But she’s an adult, she can take care of herself” Brook walked back to her place at the table, and continued with her homework, “You know, with Maria out of the house, tonight could be our sex night?”“Yes, ma’am!” Will said, his spirits now rose with the thought of sex. This became evident as he began to tent in his basketball shorts.“Getting excited there aren’t you, Will” Brook said,. He watched me lick my lips as he parted the swollen labia with his fingertips. He thrust firmly, with a long, steady twist, and buried half his hand inside me. God was it tight!"I'm going to push my big fist right up inside your cunt!”He began to move his hand from side to while leaning into me at the same time.I leaned forward, grabbed his arm, and shrieked, "Aaahhhh Yesss, do it! FIST ME!!"He felt the magic of the moment, my vulva spreading right around his hand. He could feel me milking it,. From her view at the window Marge noted that he was as predictable as she had predicted that he would be. ‘Come right in, Walter!’ Marge didn’t wait for him to knock. ‘I heard your car in the driveway.’ Walter entered and Marge seized his coat and hung it in the hallway closet. He thrust the flowers at her. ‘How nice!’ she exclaimed. ‘I’ll arrange them for a centerpiece.’ He thrust the wine at her with the other hand. It was a bottle of California Chardonnay, still chilled. ‘I didn’t know what.