Maine dakha k us ka rang haldi ki tarah zard ho raha tha aur us k munh se awaz nahi nikal rahi thi. thori dair baad wo apnay hosh ma ai to maine dakha...k maine apnay right hath ko us ki kamar k gird lipta kar us k left mummay ko dabocha hoa hai. maine feel kia k us ka mumma bohat hi soft aur chota sa hai jaisa k larkion k is umar ma hotay hain. us k hawas bahaal ho chukay thay or wo meray hath ko dakh rai the maine us ka mumma chor dia or us ki taraf dakha to wo sharmatay hoay muskra rahi thi.. We settle on one of our many patching pairs of out fits, something to match our make-up.Undressing, I can see you're already becomeing aroused at the thought of what we are about to do. I'm aroused too, my nipples and clit are both erect.I slip on my black stockings with the purple bows as you slip on your ones with pink bows. I dress in my purple silken thong with matching bra, then my purple and black lace gater to hold up my stockings. We are both almost ready.I put on a sliver chain. On Sunday, I arrived at her door and knocked gently. It swung open to reveal her in a knee length skirt and blouse. I smiled. Her blouse was just revealing, nothing too much, but enough to give a hint of what lay beneath. She gave me a light peck at the door and invited me in. Her apartment was small but nice. What we'd call Brooklyn Compaction -- small, but well done. She asked what I had brought, but instead I simply went to the kitchen to pour us both a mimosa and set out some food. A tray. “I’m sorry Sushila” I said.With motherly tenderness she said “It’s okay son, I should have anticipated your eagerness, I can handle a little pain.”“Oh Sushila it felt so good to come inside you!!” I said.Still inside her I could feel my penis going soft. She slowly broke my embrace pulling her butt away from my groin, as I felt my rather limp penis stretch as it slid out of her anus“Ouch!!!” she gasped as the thick knob of my penis left her delicate opening.She left to clean herself in the.