"I want you inside of me. Fuck me. Jesus Christ, I want you to fuck me so much."With her legs spread and her feet pointed in the air, using the finger... of both hands to keep her cunt spread wide open, she groaned as she felt her son direct his cock toward her hole. Her body squirmed as the boy's bulbous cock-head grazed her fat, knotted clit and slipped though her gash. And then she felt it pushed against her opening. She felt it push harder, spreading the hole open further until it started. Getting on board I found a seat somewhere down the back. As the train lurched forward and began to pick up speed, I felt my clit begin to tingle with the vibrations from the train running over the track. I suddenly became aware of someone watching me and turned to see the same guy from the station sitting a few seats behind me. I smiled again, and he started to walk over to where I was sitting. By now the vibrations from the train were driving me wild and I needed to get. A perfect wife. A pillar of her church.A closet lesbian who shunned her daughter for loving me.My blood boiled. I squeezed Mr. Armstrong’s hand, almost crushing it. He winced as I marched to Clint’s car. I pushed the older man towards the rear door. He slipped into the back seat, his eyes distant. He looked utterly rocked. His wife had betrayed him.The cunt had to pay.I slipped into the passenger seat as Clint drove. Mr. Armstrong made strangled noises as we drove through our town, heading. Phir ek din kya hua me dusre room me as usual bf dekh raha tha aur wo dusre room ko clean kar rahi thi to mene ek or cheez sochi aj ke bf dekhte hue masturbate karta hu aur me phir masturbate karne laga aur masturbate karte hue meri ankhein kab bandh hui and me kab josh me agaya mujhe pta nahi chala ek dum se wo dusre room me ayi aur mujhe pura nude dekh ke boli —-Maid – raj tu ye kya kar rahe hoMe – sorry aunty kuch nahi wo bas aise heeUsne mujhe jyada kuch nahi kaha aur jaldi se kaam karke.