Besides, I could use the stress relief.” Opting instead to not wait for any kind of answer, the toned, muscular Swede pushed a lock of umber hair fr...m her sweat-beaded, ruddy, freckled face and returned her guard in front of her. Quickstepping into striking range, she delivered a pair of of haymakers to her opponent’s guard that sent him staggering back onto the springed ropes fencing in the practice ring.This was her chance.In one fell motion, the tawny-haired warrior cast her hand over her. Her pussy lips collapsed inward, snapping her hole tightly shut. She looked up at Jamal with eyes that were almost begging. “Put it back in, please,” she pleaded.Jamal smiled a toothy smile. “Sure, baby. But why don’t you do it yourself?” With that Jamal moved to the middle of the floor and stretched out on his back. He held his cock up like a flagpole. “Sit on my cock,” he ordered.As if in a trance, Vicky arose and stood on shaking legs. She took several steps toward Jamal and paused. Her. I got back to put my tongue on her clit, but she seemed to be signaling me to stop, like gesturing something. She moved her head in all directions impeded to speak. I got the message. Finally she could get better as to speak: “Please, stop!” Contrary to this, her body conveyed a different order: she spread out her legs wanting to have sexual intercourse, getting ready for copulation, but I continued to eat her pussy instead. Suddenly, she screamed loudly like feeling a pain; clutched my head. It was a new me now.My mom, too, never talked about it. I even doubt if she remembers the foursome. But I can never erase the memory, i.e., horny bitch mode of my mom. It really revealed how horny or lustful a woman can be, despite leading a normal life.At the end of my course term, I got placed in an MNC. I returned home for a 4-month break before joining the office. I came back home packing up all my things. Once I reached home, I was warmly welcomed by a tight hug from my mom, following a.