Ese men dedi khalas hone ko punhchi aur dedi ki choot mere land ko bhenjne lagi aur dedi ki choot band aur khul rahi thi bar bar.dedi ke chotne k bad ...ene apne dhakon men tezi kardi aur dedi ki choot men apna land tezi se ander bahar karne laga dhake pe dhaka laga raha tha k mere land ne bhi pani chor dia aur dedi ki choot mere land se nikalne wale pani se bahar gae.ham donon k fargh hone k bad dedi bathroom men gae aur apni choot dho kar wapas ae.aur mere sene par aa k late gae.aur bare piyar. He explored my stomach and navel with his hungry mouth and tongue moaning in intense satisfaction. He hovered at the base of my cunt for some time which made my juices start to flow from within. Then he moved up and kissed me on my lips for a short while.His hand reached my back and started to fiddle with the knot that held the blouse. “I want to see you, Ma.” He spoke with heavy lust laden voice. I moved his hands and undoing the blouse let it fall on the floor. His eyes smeared with. " She sent a pic of her body, no face pic, and I immediately knew I wanted to meet up. Her titties looked so perfectly round and natural and she had a semi-thick build, just how I like them. She then tells me "I promise you wont be dissapointed. I just dont want to send a face pic for obvious reasons. I said it was okay and when we could meet up. We agree to meet on a Thursday after I get out of work, I work nights, and I proceed to not jerk off for the next two days. The day comes and Im at. There’s nothing worse than scratchy sheets. Another reason was because when Jason visited, it kept the hotel staff from gossiping over how many cum stains I had on my sheets the next day and who may have helped put them there. I’d bought my own sheets, changed them myself and dropped them off at a laundry to be washed outside the hotel. It wasn’t really my reputation I was protecting. It was Jason’s. No way did I want people snickering behind his back for the rest of his life. It wasn’t i*****l.