Mera lauda lohe jaise hard ho chukka tha kyonki isse pehle koi v ladki mera laude par haath nahi di thi. Main uski lips ko zor zor se chusne laga aur ...k hath se uski t-shirt k upar se hi boobs ko press karta raha. Aisa 5 -7 mins chalta raha aur fir uski t-shirt ko maine utarne k liye bola.usne badi sexy awaz se boli ki tum hi utar lo na….jo karna chaho karo….ajj main tumhara hu. Main uski t shirt ko khol diya, usne black bra pehni thi.Light toh off tha lekin dusre kamre se thoda light aa raha. Her pussy was hairless and every pink fold was exposed to his gaze through the darkness. Moisture glistened on each tender lips of skin and dripped slowly to her thighs, the sheer heat of her seared his screaming cock as it jerked in anticipation. She moved and lowered her hips, running her juicy wet lips over the head of his cock, giving him only a taste of what he desperately needed. He couldn’t stop a strained moan. ‘Please…’ ‘Are you begging me, priest? Are you imploring to shove your dick. I watch what the selected woman, who is maybe in her early 30's, is doing and finally where she sits once she has purchased her food. I sit down on the other end of the same table – it can seat maybe six and there are just the two of us.She has her hair shoulder length and it shows the effects of a trip to the beauty parlor. Lazy open curls fall down her neck. Her skin is light. She is wearing a short orange dress and pumps with three-inch heels. I see no sign of a wedding ring. She is thin,. Her nipples were trying to poke through her tank top T shirt, that was keeping a lot of my attention when she wasn't talking to me or me, asking something or saying something to her.Just then the phone rang, so mom got up and went to answer it, giving me a quick glance at her ass as she stood up from the couch.With the phone being in the kitchen I couldn't hear what all was said but then I could hear mom coming back into the living room with the phone to where I heared, "Yes we will be here.