I lost control, opened my mouth and sucked her tongue into my mouth and we started kissing really sloppy.As we kept kissing she slowly creeped and sat...over me and unbuttoned my shirt one by one. I placed my hands on her waist and slowly raised my hands and grabbed her boobs over her dress. Her boobs were so soft and spongy that I could not stop pressing and squeezing them hard. As I kept squeezing her boobs, she slid her shoulder straps down and took her arms out of the strap. I pulled her. YOU PUT THAT CUM WHEREVER YOU WANT IT, DADDY! Fuck yea! Gimme that fuckin pussy, slut! And look at your man & tell HIM where you want me to dump my load! Tell him how my dicks stretched that pussy! Tell him you want this hard black dick every day! And she did. She told me all he told her to, and more, and she fucking meant it. And I LOVED it. Finally, after two and a half hours of having his way with my wife, making her do whatever he wanted, and turning her into a total slut, his body locked. "Get your cock so wet and hard, you'll be hiding a boner all afternoon the second you think about it. And you will..." she figured out. "This isn't the last time you'll be hard because of me on this campus. Don't fucking k** yourself." God knows I wasn't trying. "But if this is some other last time...you fucking make it count. And I will too." I was sure set to deliver my end of the bargain. Speaking of ends... I pulled out of her and had her turn over before I changed my mind. When she got on. She must have noted the look of surprise on my face because at once she smiled. Prema’s eyes were the size of dinner plates as she watched me fuck her mother’s gaand. Sonia was amazed and was still. I was too far gone to stop and the fact that I now had an audience seemed to excite me even more. My penis was dribbling lots of precum into Sonia’s gaand, providing good lubrication as I rapidly pounded into her. “Don’t you both worry, Fuck my mom Shankar. I now know how much I miss sex in your.