I massaged her feet & caught glimpses of those lovely thighs. As I stretched & lifted her legs further, her thighs separated & the short robe went up ...iving me a clear view of her clean shaven pink pussy! I just froze. I looked at her, but vandana had closed her eyes, still crying in pain. The devil in me took control. I was out of my senses. I started caressing her feet, poured some water & caressed it again. Sincere she was still having her eyes closed, I decided to go further. Ankle, feet,. It was better-maintained than most of them, and, even in August, the air seemed crisp, this far north.It was a little bit like Scotland; but more than a little bit like Denver, or maybe Salt Lake City.I liked it. I'd always liked Canada. Just like the U.S., it was vast enough that a person could find lots of different cultures -- almost different countries -- all under the same brand name. There were plenty of generalizations -- clichés -- that could be, and were, uttered about the people of. Now don't swallow any spit, just let it run out of your mouth and go wherever." He said when he pulls out, I better get a deep breath, because I am only going to give you one, before I jam my cock back down your throat again. He grabbed my head and proceeded to hard fuck my throat. I could feel the head of his cock pushing down my throat and could feel the shape of the head as it blocked me from breathing. He did it over and over, but always, as promised, would pull out just long enough, for. Yeah, suck that dick” moaned Tony as his grip on my mom’s hair tightened and he began to slowly face fuck her. “can I face fuck you?” asked Tony as my mom tried to mumble out a “mmhhmm” but he couldn’t understand and for a quick second let go of her scalp and said “can I?” My mom quickly licked up and down the entire shaft and whispered “mmm, I want you to”. That was all Tony needed to get really aggressive. The sight was extremely HOT, as my mom looked up at Tony with her bright blue eyes, on.