Soni aunty couldn’t even control her hot pungent piss as some of itDribbled out of her cunt, when she felt that my tongue was lapping allOf it and p...obing for more she asked me “beta maa ka amrut peshaabHai?” i said “yes” then she said “beta i will make you drink my hotPiss in good quantity tomorrow in my house here all your clothes will become dirty but i said “mummy let it be i want it now here only” she said ok and then my soni aunty goddess mother released her hot pungent peshaab in my. Her tongue was dancing around my cock, I placed my hand on her head and started guiding the pace and rhythm, soon I got too excited and virtually started impaling her on my cock, she was gagging and I could feel her saliva running down my balls. I didn’t care, I forgot who I was and turned into a b**st who wanted his prey one way or another. Melanie probably understood that if she started being a whore, there’s no way she could back out. I went deeper and deeper into her throat and at some. “You better figure out who doesn’t belong to you before I do,” I told him and hung up. Later that day, there were a number of shots heard near my house, but there was no police response to any calls that may have been made to them. I didn’t receive any information on what had happened, however, not then anyway.On my walk the following morning, the vehicles of the various law enforcement organizations were gone, and though I didn’t see any concealed watchers, I could still feel that there were. Tiffany rolled her own panties down—got them as far as midway down her thighs and returned her hand between her legs. She teased herself—felt the tension increase. Then she squeezed her legs together on the pillow—pressed down with her hand.Her fingers came up wet and she rubbed her nipples, smearing them with her juices. She traced circles around the sensitive flesh and gazed at the goosebumps that had risen up on her breasts.Again she squeezed her legs together as she brought her fingers to.