Suddenly Jill pulled away and said sternly "take off all of your clothes and go into the front room" she then went upstairs and I meekly took off my c...othes and went into the lounge. Jill came down after a couple of minutes and dangled a pair of handcuffs in front of my face whilst stroking my cock with her other hand. She told me to turn around and put my hands behind my back, I was a bit tentative and she smiled and said "don't worry these will add to the pleasure that I am going to give you". He started to turn his head sideways to get at me at a better angle even as much as pushing my legs open wider with his head and at this point I figured I had better oblige him so I opened my legs for him as wide as I could and placing my feet on the coffee table to make myself more comfortable.I soon found myself approaching another orgasm from that marvelous tongue of his I ran my hands over my breasts running my fingertips over my nipples his tongue soon found my clit and at that point I. Mom na maree gand apna or lar lee or mom na mara land pakar leya aik baar phir sa or muth marna lagi aram aram sa, mai mom ki choot chatta raha mom ki choot ka maza lata raha ,mom ki choot main unglee be kee, mom ki gand main be unglee dalee mom ka chootar utha kar, ara madarchod toon to bohat achee tarha sa sex ko janta hai, apni mom ko be nahi chora, maree gand main to kabhi tara pita na kuch nahi dala toon kasa dal raha hai, mom dalna do na itnee chiknee taree gand hai isa mujha marna da,. My mouth and hands were at their beck and call at any time and I loved every second of it, especially the blow-jobs. Chris would make me blow him in his car, in the bathrooms of school, the mall, in the parking lot, at the lake, in our driveways and lots of other public places. He seemed to delight on making me kneel down in the hard pavement or in soft grass to blow him so that the tell-tale signs would be visible on my knees. I always did, happily, and if people asked about it I told them.