Her right still steadily moving up and down my cock. "Did you enjoy it? Did you like teasing me and making me wait for you to fuck me? Did it feel goo... when you finally pushed your hard cock into my willing and waiting pussy?" "Yes" is all I can muster as my hips begin to move involuntarily, matching her rhythm. "I thought about it first thing this morning too. I loved feeling you cum inside me. Now I want to see it shoot, I want to feel your cock spasm as you shoot your load. Cum for me." My. Main apki mere hathose masal dunga.Mami: Kya?Main: Moch, apko kya laga?Mami aur main dono hasne lage.Main oil ki bottle leke aya.Main: Mami thoda saree nikal dogi, kyunki mujhe apki kamar aur pair ki bhi maalish karni hai. Aap mat sharmaya, main apko bhatija hi toh hoo.Mami: Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.Mujhe green signal mil gaya tha.Mami: Ek kaam kari, tum tumhare hathose nikal do.Maine mami ki saree utar di. Ab mami khali parkar aur blouse me thi. Uske bade boobs ki pressure se blouse ke hooks. As aroused, perhaps, as he was. Once again, Donny fingers found his mother's G-string. It was now soaking wet, though. He had not applied lotion to it, so Donny knew that it was sexual secretions coming from between his mother's legs that had sopped it. His fingers stroked across the fabric and detected the furrow that was just under its surface, the furrow that he wanted to see and explore to its fullest. He believed that she shared that desire because her hips were moving in little circles as. My lips were busy with her lips. My left hand playing with her boobs and right hand gently entered her panty. She gave a shriek and it was wet and dripping. I pushed my finger and made slow motions in and out of her honey pot.I was playing with her clit and her big enlarged nipples at the same time. Shaila was moving in tandem. Her body rushing against mine and with her slow moans. She was slowly reaching her first climax and in no time I could feel a rush of her juices on my fingers.I laid her.