I know that he saved the man who was shot. Five or ten minutes later and he would have bled out. Ken got the doctor to him just in time." But he kille... a man too Barb, don't you think that is wrong?" Sure, it's too bad that he died, but it was his own fault; not Ken's. I was in the exam room with Ken, I was about to look at his arm, when Drake came in and knocked me to the floor. I heard what he was saying and I saw the scalpel in his hand. He was going to hurt Ken as much as he could and then. The flow is much more than before but this might be more a reflection my arousal in this strange situation. It occurs to me that I am tasting myself, not him. I have never experimented with another woman but I find the taste pleasant and welcome.My mind is refocused when I feel his cock changing. It never went completely soft in my mouth but now it was definitely becoming harder, swelling, and lengthening. I kneel up and swing a leg over his hips. I grasp his hardened cock, aligned it to my. Kuch der kiss karne ke baad maine maa ke kamij ko upper khich kar nikal diya,maa neNiche kuch nahi pahne hua tha or maa ke bade bade boobs mere saamne aa gaye the or maine unhe apne hatho me kas liya maa ke boobs bade or sakhat the jin par gulabi nippal chamak rahe the ab maa ke boobs ko muh me le kar chusne laga to maa ki aah nikal gayi or unka haath mere baloMe ghumne laga ab maine uth kar maa ki salwar ko khol kar nikal diya to maa puru nangi ho gayi thi jis se maa ki balo wali chut chamkne. AND KEPT GOINGShe looked over to me with a sly smile and said, "I like to do a few extra and feel the burn in my legs..." before speeding up the tempo and closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling of her husband's cock throbbing inside her. Her ass smacking down and his balls slapping against her pussy as they met with each bounce.Her tits were out of this world. Bouncing and flapping and absolutely mesmerizing. My eyes were locked on to her nipples, visual targets of pleasure... my imagination.