Apni mummy ko kisi pakki randi ki tarah apne lund ko chooste hue dekhkar wo aur jyaada josh mein aa jaata hai. Aur uske baalon ko jor se pakadkar apna...lund uske muh mein andar bahar pelne lagta hai. Rahul’ haan saali randi aise hi choos apne bete ke lund ko “ rahul apni mummy ke chehre ko upar uthata hai “ dekh saali aaj tu apne hi bete ka lund choos rahi kaisa lag raha hai “ archana “ maderchod apni mummy ko randi bolta hai ab dekh yeh randi tera pani kaise nikaalti hai.” Aur apni choosne ki. I could glimpse her tiny pale glans tucked in its little hood. Her inner lips were short -- nothing protruded from between her major labia. Between them was the entrance to her tight little vagina.I leaned in and planted a soft and lingering kiss on her clitoral shaft. “Did that make it better?” I asked.Helen giggled. “It didn’t make it worse,” she replied. “It felt nice.”I kissed it again. Then I drew it between my lips and began rapid but gentle stroking with my tongue. Helen’s jaw dropped.. "This generated a lot of talk and we went from that to other things about the mess."Do we want to contact the Ancients and see if they can give us some information on Windsong? Supposedly he was with them for a time. Do we want to call him up and talk to him? He could tell us some things about this deal, if he will. Do I keep looking into the background on Leafcutter?" I asked.This generated more discussion. Blake finally decided to hold off on contact with the Ancients, not to call Windsong. Then I will get set up in this area when the action begins. All you have to do is follow them around and make sure you are not in the way of my line of view. I will show you the video view each time before we begin to shoot so you will know where not to stand. “Works for me.” I said with a blushing smile and a slight hesitation. “Is this going to be really graphic?” “Yes,” he laughed. “So try and keep your panties on.” His laughter diminished as sensed my apprehension and spent a few minutes.