Azaz nahu mana or kitchen mein hi mummy ki legginf khol di. Unko koi dar nahi tha kyon ki ghar mein koi nahi tha.Azaz ne mummy ki legging or panty uta... di.Usne dhkea ki meri mummy ki chut pav ratio jaise phul gayi thi.Us mein se halka iquid nikal raha tha.Mummy ki chut ke lips bhi mote ho gaye. Meri mummy ki chut kafi sundar lag rahi thi pregnancy ke karan.Azaz ne mummy ki chut ko aapni jeeb se lick karne ag gaya.Mummy ki muh se siii…ahhh ..Mat karo ki madak siskariya nikal rahai thi. Mummy ne. Hell, I wouldn’t have even considered the food bank without you setting the example like you do.” The crying from the monitor was louder and more urgent each passing moment now.“I’ve got to go get her. Just do me a favor. Think about what you really want in life, not what you think anyone else expects you to be. You don’t have to be the gold standard for everything, you know. I’m pretty fucking happy with the way things are for me right now with a hell of a lot less effort.” Susan paused. In the beginning when I started to read ISS, I thought the storied are fake.but when I experienced myself I got to know that anything can be possible.actually after reading ISS stories,I got some courage to make my move on my aunt(mami).ye story thodi lengthy hai par muze bharosa hai ke aap logo ko pasand aaegi.ye story meri aur mere mami ki hai.agar aap logo ko meri story acchi lagi to aap muze pe mail kar sakte hai.mai is bar sirf mere experience ka sirf ek part bata raha hu,kyuki puri story. I wander round for a chat and a chance to covertly ogle her breasts (the term sweater-meat was made for these). I get a real treat: Suzanne's on all fours under her desk, her back towards me. She's wearing a fairly short top, and its ridden up exposing a nice expanse of bare back (even her back is cute). As usual, she's wearing a tight pair of blue jeans which are currently stretched over her taught buttocks. As she moves forward her ass cheeks are pulled even further apart until I fancy I can.