My mind wandered and I began fantising about Steve’s thick hard cock pushing into my willing throat as I punished my holes with my toys. After a whi...e I heard the a key in the front door and Steve’s footsteps in the hallway, I pushed the dildos all the way in to my tingling holes and got back on my hands and knees, my pert ass in the air pointing towards the bedroom door, my legs parted slightly to show the thick fake cocks jutting out of my slutty little body.The sound of the bedroom door was. So we decide the place the dress code & timing . Next day we were going to meet , so I completed all my work , & reaches there to.Meet her. I already had reached there early , so I was roaming in the mall , & suddenly I saw her , shocked to see her in the western dress . She was wearing a white top with black jeans . She was looking dam hot in it. So called her by name & said hello.I: hello kritika.She: hello joe.I: mein apki kafi der se wait kr rha huun.She : I am sorry , bache ghr pr jane hi. This was only when she was into serious shopping or on official business, when cunt juicing would probably be an inconvenience.Kay gently kicked her heel on Michael’s torso and steeled herself for the intense searing, yet essential stab of pain, that always happened when Michael withdrew. It would be relatively painless for him, her profuse lubrication allowing him an easy exit, but for his mother, the effect of his curly head passing back through the stretched opening of her cunt felt like she. She needed to say something… anything to make him feel better. “Oh.. Will… I… it doesn’t matter…. It…”“It does matter Clark!”“God Will, I am so sorry!” couldn’t she do anything right she thought.“I don’t need your pity Clark, please, not from you”“No. I’m not pitying you… I’m sorry that… I was so selfish. I…” tears were now spilling down her cheeks, dripping off her face and onto her still heaving breasts. “I was only thinkin about me… I didn’t think…. I… I was so focused on me that I wasn’t.