I reached down between her legs and aligned myself at her entrance."Yes," she moaned as her hips rocked again, seating me firmly inside her warm, mois... tunnel.Our passion escalated quickly, filling the room with the soft slaps of her buns against my hips."Oh, yes, John," she groaned. Our breath came in gasps as we climbed the pinnacle swiftly.I heard myself groan, "Oh, God, yes, Missy," as my hips slammed into her one last time, I felt each spurt as I emptied into her.Missy's hips rocked back. ..what about... my...my... shoes." "Slaves don't wear shoes" Jenny said merrily over her shoulder. "That's right!" Ginger added slapping him hard on his bare ass helping propelhim thorough the door, just as Kary threw a rain coat over his shoulders, andwith that they were on their way. _____________________________________ When they pulled up in front of the club Scott was mortified and Kary wasworried.....a fully and conservatively dressed doorman and female valet attendantawaited them at the. This chat all happened in Telugu. For our readers, I am going to narrate in English.Harika: Hey what are you doing? (Hey em chesthunnav ra.)Me: Nothing, just now came home and finished dinner. What about you? (Em ledu epude intiki vochi lunch chesa, mari nv em chesthunnav)Harika: Nothing ra, I want to tell you something I never shared with you before. (Em ledu ra netho epati varaku okati chepaledu adi cheppali ani message chesa ra.)Me: What, you hide something with me, what’s that? (Anti nuvvu. That little bastard needs to hurry up wherever he is and get home." Mom, my 55 year old mom looked very good for having a couple of kids and living almost constantly moving. She was a bit thick but in all the right places in my mind. Had a big wide ass that would be perfect to grab onto and pound away at all night. And her saggy but full tits swaying in her loose top that always seemed to be cut a bit too low. I slowly walked into the kitchen and poked my head in the doorway. "Hey, Mom. What's.