Ek din me raat ko blue film dekh ke bath room me muth marne gaya raat karib ek baj raha tha or maine bus underwear pehen rakha tha mai deewar ki taraf...muh karke muth maare ja raha tha jis bathroom me mai muth marr raha tha ye hamare wale floor par hor hamare kamre ke saath me hi h. Jab mai muth maar raha tha jab mujhe apne piche aisa laga koi khada h par meri himmat nahi hui piche mudne ki mai raat mai bina nathroom ke darwja band kare hi muth marta tha jab maine himmat karke piche mud kar. "Of course," Mr. Reiser laughed and he was driving us to a restaurant, even though my mom had prepared a dinner for him, for all of us.We hadn't stayed very long after Mr. Reiser had fucked me. Just long enough for me to take a shower and double check the bag my mom had packed for me. Enough time for my mom to wash the semen stains out of Mr. Reiser's trousers. He'd borrowed a clean shirt from my dad, it was a salmon colored Izod polo that my dad liked to wear for golfing. Letting Mr. Reiser. I'm sat next to him at dinner sweating and waiting for him to lamp me, but it never comes.So we finish dinner and then start getting ready to go out and we both speculate if they’re then going to talk about it before we leave, or while were out. so, we decide to stay out late at her friends and come back in the early hours to avoid them (putting off the dreaded conversation).So we stumble in at about 3am and we go to bed as quietly as two drunk people can and get into her room.I obviously have. My mother got a glimpse of my husband's cock and the sight of it made her squeal in anticipation. Her breath became short as my husband’s tongue swirled around her clit. Then without warning, using the cream that settled in my mother's ass hole my husband shoved his thumb in. That sent my mother over the edge and she came very, very hard. She grabbed my husband's cock and pulled it into her pussy as she came all on his face. The climax must have last a few moments as she ground her hips onto.