I straddle you with my back facing you making sure to bend over slowly so I can accentuate the curves on my slender body. I take you in slowly, taking...in a little bit at a time. Once I've gotten used to you, I stretch forward to caress your legs as I start to grind and wind. I work up a good rhythm and sit up. I grab my hair off my back so you can see every muscle flex, so you can see my ass jiggle as I ride your dick in and out of my pussy.It feels so good and I'm pretty sure you are having. Agla din phire mandir gaya or darshan kar ke jasa me bahar nikla mujhe wo aunty phire najar aie or unhona mujhe dekh kar smile de or maina bhi smile pass ke phire wo mera pass aie or munjhe say kaha ke app jaega mat me abhi darshan kar ka ati hu mujhe apna kano par wishwas nahi hu ke aunty ne mujhe tusre mulakat mujhe say aga reh kar baat ki or me bhi wahi ruk gaya or unka intajar karna laga or wo thodi der me darshane kar ke bahar agai or mere pass akar usne sabsa phele mera naam pucha or khud. I expected her to go back and get herself a plate, but she sat down across from me.“Aren’t you going to eat?” I asked. “No, you go ahead without me. I can’t do what I have planned with a full stomach,” she answered smiling. I was shocked. Amanda was never a big fan of blowjobs. I tried to take my time eating, but I was too excited. My plate was empty in what felt like seconds. Amanda took my plate and put it in the sink. I stood up assuming dinner was over, but before my ass was even completely. Her sexy bright pink labia, spread out in delicate layers like rose petals. Her “flower”. Her large clitoris peeking out from under its pink foreskin hood, begging for a tongue lashing. The glistening strawberry blonde pubic hairs, so thin and soft to my nose. And, last but not least, her sparkling vaginal fluids, so mouth-watering, pooling at the entrance of her maternal pussy. Oh, how I wanted to taste and swallow them!I lovingly tossed my mother, my creator, onto her sensual purple satin.