"Jesus mom. That's it. Rub my pucker while I fuck your nasty mother cunt. I love feeling my own goddamn mother's fingers on my shit hole." Well then y...u're gonna love this, baby, " Jennifer groaned as she stuck her middle and index finger in her mouth to wet them with her spit, and then pushed them into her son's narrow butt hole."OH FUCK", Mark cried out as he felt his mother's fingers sink into his backdoor, with her cunt simultaneously squeezing tightly around his dick."Do you like that,. I arrived home at myusual time giving Brittney a kiss as she cooked dinnerin front of the stove."How was your day?" I asked.She seemed to be happy as she stirred noodles in thepot on the stove. Brittney was cooking spaghetti withmeatballs. One of my favorite dishes. She told me itwould be a few minutes before super was done. I stoodright behind her as she stirred that pot and reachedaround to rub her crotch area through her jeans.She immediately squirmed back shoving her ass backagainst my legs. ‘She’s just like you that way, a bit of an exhibitionist. And she wants to put on a good show, of course.’ The words bit into Ella’s psyche as they filtered through her arousal-fogged mind. She hadn’t seen Jenny again since they’d both rushed into the bathroom at the Notting Hill apartment. Watching Leroy and Marilyn perform that day had given a surge of sexual adrenalin that neither of them had been unable to contain. They’d locked the door and stayed in there for over half an hour until. After a few minutes, I heard Jigna open the bathroom door and ask her mother “Is Jignesh bhaiya still here ... or has he left...” her voice eager. Without waiting for an answer, Jigna rushed into the living room, and upon seeing me, her face lit up with unbridled pleasure. “Hiii Jignesh bhaiya...” she squealed as she rushed across the room towards where I was seated.“Hi Jigna...” I responded with a big smile.It’d been almost a week since I’d seen her, and the sight of this dusky sexy teenaged.