I moan softly as sit down on his cock, his shaft slowly disappearing into me. Ian shudders and writhes under me. I bite my lip as I feel his hands on ...y thigh, his entire cock in me, throbbing in my pussy.“Ohh Ian. I love you. I love your cock in me so much.”I moan as I squeeze your cock in my pussy, my hands on my boobs, squeezing them. I start riding you, taking my pussy to the tip and slamming back down on you, grunts escaping your lips as I fuck myself silly on you.“Ooh Ian. Ian. Ian!” I. I considered.Would Mara have any resistance left?It would be a pity if she didn’t. On the other hand, it would be most enjoyable either way. I came to a decision.“Take these two to my quarters,” I ordered, indicating Deema and Mara. “The rest to be chained for the night in the bilges.”“Yes, Sir!” I got a smart salute from my deputy... and he herded the girls out. No doubt he had a few plans himself. Anyway, he had carte blanche, after me, with no questions asked. Good luck to him.Deema and Mara. To story kuch aisha h main first day se ushe dekh k chodne ki sochta aur roj ush k naam ki muth marta. Ek din aisha hua ki ush ki beti school gai rhi aur wo ghar me akeli thi aur ghar ki saaf safai kar rahi thi aur wo uppar wale floor me rahiti thi safty k lyea aur main niche wale me. Achanak jor ki aawaj aai aur main bhagta hua gaya aur dekha wo jameen me giri hui thi sry ush ka naam aap ko batana bhul gaya tha ush ki naam reetu tha. 34 28 36 ki figure thi. To jaise main dekha reetu farsh me. I often managed to touch him here and there, like while talking I used to hold his hands, massage his shoulders, pinch his cheeks etc., I was going on full throttle to tempt my son like some cheap slut.Initially, he didn’t express much. But later I realised he got seduced by my seduction. I could see him look at me differently. He began to stare at me whenever I exposed. He thought I didn’t notice his looks towards me, but secretly I did. When I wore low hip sarees and was setting up a dining.