Being a Saturday, I was at home watching some music channels when I heard the calling bell ring. As I opened the door, I saw my mother completely slog...ed in the rain just covering her head with her churidar. I could see through her wet churidar, her bras fully exposed to my eyes as also the patch between her waist and her bra as also the wet round right on top of her navel. I have seen my mother getting slogged in the rain many times but it is only after she changed her dress code that I. I began to fondle his manhood once again, stroking it faster and faster as I ground myself into his face even more. His cock was warmer than before, I could pretend that it was pulsing with my stroking, while his head was almost flushed, probably due to my friction. I wanted to see his face properly again, so I changed positions once more to press his knee hard between my legs, running my still-dripping vagina up and down and leaving a trail of juices with every movement. I was rocking the. ” I kissed her temple, then turned around and made my way out of the hospital. *** When I came back from work, I hurried upstairs to see if Jessica was at home. She wasn’t. I was about to head for the hospital, when someone knocked on the door. Jessica was standing outside, smiling shyly. She was leaning on a pair of elbow crutches, and her left leg was in plaster. “Wow!” I exclaimed. “Can I come in, or crippled girls aren’t welcome here? I moved aside to make room for her. She went in,. He just continued, mercilessly, no matter the noises she made and the colour her face was going. It took until her fourth vomit episode for him to send blasts of his hot, ropey cum into her stomach, and he laughed when he pulled out and watched her throw it all up over the ground, splattering a lot on her skirt.It took minutes for her to recover, while he used her hair as a rag to dry the slime and puke from his cock. He took a few steps back, looking at his handiwork… not 20 minutes from the.