Streams of spit leaked out of my mouth and dripped off of her cock. "There's a good little slut. Now give me your hands." I did as I was told. She r...ached into the bag she had brought me before and got out the handcuffs. She took my hands around my back and cuffed them there. "Now then, are you ready to feel my cock in your man pussy?" I shuddered with pleasure of the thought. "Yes Mistress, Please Mistress" "Damn right. Bend over and show my your pussy." She pushed me face down on the. But if I was trying to convince myself that I was doing this strictly for my son’s pleasure, the raging fire burning in my cunt would beg to differ. I could feel the sticky wetness spreading on my inner-thighs as my pussy leaked its natural lubricant. As I slowly pumped my mouth up and down my on son’s beautiful cock, and caressed his balls with one hand, my other hand found its way between my legs and began stroking my swollen pussy lips.I was completely overcome with combination of motherly. Didi boli chup kr ar yaha aa mere pair dard kr rhe hai hai daba inhe mei Darte darte unke pairo ko daba he rha tha ki mjhe didi ki laal panty niche giri hui dikhi mene didi ke niche dekha th wo bilkul nangi thi uski chut mjhe saaf dkh rahi thi mjhe chakkkar ane lage the mra lund khada hone laga tha ar ab hawas ka bhoot mjh par hawi ho rha tha aur mjhe jald se jald muth Marna tha di magazine muh pe rakh ke so rahi thi mei dhere se apna lund bhar nikal kr muth mar rha tha mann th chut chune ka. “No it’s true!” he continued “When the guy came back from the toilets, the brewery reps left her sitting there with no panties on, panting like a bitch in heat! Poor husband guy didn’t have a clue what had been going on!”“Is that it or was there more?” I enquired having some of the blanks filled in by the old timer.“The husband guy had to go somewhere, leaving the slut on her own. The brewery reps returned and began finger fucking her again the very moment the husband left bar. She kissed one.