Voh jaise hi mere Khade Lund par apna haath rakha, sudden amazing se uski breath jerk lee aor bola, “dear tumhara Lund to bahot solid hai yaar, aor ...aag snake ki terha phan khole hue hai, iska size kya hai dear?” Main bola, “mera Lund 7” lamba aor 2 ¾ “ mota hai”. Voh poochha, itna solid Lund rakhte hue bhi tumko gaand maarne ki ichha nahin hoti?” Main bola, Bilkul bhi nahin hoti, mujhe gaand marwane mein bahot maza ata hai, mera Lund gaand marwate samay maza lene ka itna zayada crazy hogaya. She was two years older than he was, she seemed so grown up and sophisticated, almost a woman. Steve admired her legs, which were left bare, as the hem of her skirt rode up slightly because of how she was sitting. She was developing the soft curves of a teenager, nothing like the girls in his class. Her shirt hung loose in the front as she leaned over her desk, her now developing breasts were hidden by the drape of the material.Steve found something about Eleanor made him feel funny in a good. Then on an impulse, she directed it to her smaller hole that still had some moisture on it from his fingering. As her son's cock stretched her tight ring and entered her ass, her heart pounded from excitement and trepidation. She thought of how fully he filled her pussy and the thought of him in her tight hole sent the fear of being ripped apart through her...but she wanted him there. She wanted her son to have all of her. As her tight channel became stuffed with her son's full width, it set. The others were still reticent, only offering tacit support without participating in direct physical engagement, but willing to lend their mental concentration towards the effort. Rupert, Devon, Partita and I disrobed. It was only then that we noticed we were being watched from a distance by sinister eyes behind dark masks.What the creatures were we were afraid to guess. Having a manlike stature, they were like some demonic beings out of a medieval nightmare. They had apparently been watching.