She no sooner had her tongue rapidly working over Sydney’s lower stomach and the base of his cock before the black haired woman bobbed her head down...ards again. Kelsey’s eyes widened in amazement as Bonnie’s tongue licked her own as she licked his cream from the base of his cock. ‘Your mother once told me that she could deep throat a tennis racket. I never saw her do it but I know that at her hen’s night the stripper’s cock was at least as big as Sydney is now and I saw her swallow that in one. I lived along with my dad and mom in a three floor building. We were living in the ground floor and above that a Muslim family lived and in the second floor lived my sweet Maha [Not full name]. She came to that rented house when I was doing my second year engineering. She was married 25 years old with a kid. Her husband was a business man. Both of them was a bit short around 5 ft, which I like in her a most. In short she is 36 32 36 perfect figure with a fair complexion. Her skin is so silky. " her mom mumbled. 'Oh my God. Oh My God'. Her mind was telling her to run away, hide in a closet, anything to get the image of her mom fucking some guy. But her body was telling her to stay, and watch as the strange man entered her mother from behind, and grabbed onto her mom's D cup breasts and tweak the hard stiff sensitive nipples. The young teen couldn't keep her eyes of the scaring, yet erotic sight. Her mother was in good shape. She had Margret when she was only fifteen, and worked out. , waking up in the morning Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal Seein' everything, the time is goin' Tickin' on and on, everybody's russian Gotta get down to the bus stop Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends Kickin' in the front seat Sittin' in the back seat Gotta make my mind up Which seat can I take? It's Friday, Friday Gotta get down on Friday Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend Friday, Friday Gettin' down on FridayEverybody's lookin'.