We were kissing passionately but Pooja broke the kiss and said that she wanted more. We drove back to the hostel and we sneaked into the girls hostel....The hostel had separate rooms for everyone.We both went to the bathroom in her room. I started removing my clothes and Pooja leaned in and kissed me again, this time biting my lips hard. At that moment, all I could hear was my heart pounding with adrenaline and the sound of her moaning as I kissed down her neck.She lifted off her dress and I. Aise hi ek din main ghar main first floor wale drawing room ki window se saamne wali bhabhi jo ki jhaadu laga rhi thi unko dekh dekh ke muth maar raha tha . first floor pe hone ki vajah se unke boooobs (chuche) mujhe beech beech me bilkul clearly dikh jaate the . tabhi wo bhabhi jhaadu lagake ander chali gayee aur mera lund aise hi tadapta reh gaya toh maine socha ki ble film dekh ke hi muth mar leta hoon.Maine apna laptop on kiya aur bf chala ke dekhne laga . bilkul halki halki sound krke main. After all, I’m fucking my own mother now and I’m certainly getting used to that! You know, Amanda Smythe, you weren’t a bad-looking woman, anyway, but you’re now very sexy indeed,” I noted, admiring Mom’s new, adolescent body that she gladly showed off for me and others.“Can we have a deal? You keep calling me ‘Mom,’ and I keep calling you ‘Lord.’ Not that you have any obligation, but I love the idea of a constant reminder that my own son basically owns me and can do whatever he wants with me.. " I laughed also and said "mind? Do you think I mind listening to you piss?" In fact the only thing I minded is that I could faintly hear it but couldn't see it.My cock began to swell as I turned off the tap and got out. She waited for me, still seated on the toilet, I casually stuck my cock in her mouth and she ran her tongue over the head and quickly started bobbing and tonguing the head as I stood over her and played with her tits as she did. She was taking half of it in and then she'd.