"So what's your favorite subject?" I asked a bit sarcastically but with a smile."I like Geometry," he said."Holy shit, I never knew anyone who liked g...ometry," I said with a laugh."Neither did I," he said."My favorite subject was art, any kind of art," I suggested. Just then an old, bent, gray haired man came to the fence riding a mule. "Remember me?" I asked."Yeah, what you want this time?" he asked."Thought I might see if you have a pickup load of seasoned, and split wood for sale," I. I came off heavily on his face, coating his lips and chin in my wet fanny juice. After he had finished lapping up my juices we began to fuck in earnest.I sat with my legs spread wide, my stockings taut against my legs and my high heels still on. Tony pulled my arse forward to the edge of the settee cushion, and he slowly began to nudge the tip of his cock against my wet pussy lips. He then teased my cunt hole for a while, sliding his prick up and down the length of my pussy.My clit was bursting. 'This isn't the lake – I'm in a vat – a restoration tank! I must've been seriously injured in that crash.'Then she was too busy choking and coughing the liquid nutrients out of her lungs to think about anything. She managed to find her voice to cry out a weak protest as the netting came up beneath her and gently raised her up and out of the tank.By the time she was deposited on her birthing table, Alana was fairly certain she knew where she was. She managed a weak smile, recognizing Elaine and. He’s looking at my boobs in between the saree.Me: What? Mom? Oh, is it?Mom: Yeah. I’ve been watching him for quite sometime.Me: Oh my, then cover it mom.Mom: No, I opened it further and put my saree between the boobs.. He’s able to see one boob clearly i guess. Let him enjoy…Saying this she put her hand over my cock and squeezed it above my pants!Mom: I’m wet, hahaMe: Oh mom, you’re so naughty! I never expected this kinda…Mom: slutty behavior?Me: Yeah… You got it!We smiled and rode to the shop..