Meanwhile Kris had been sitting off to the side, watching us, and playing with her pussy. "Come here," I commanded. The little Indian girl moved obe...iently across the bed. I grabbed her by the arm, spun her around, and bent her over so her ass was facing me. I ran my cock, covered in Bri's slippery pussy juices, over Kris' slit, and pressed into her tight little cunt. She squealed and squirmed as I entered her - whether from pleasure or pain I didn't know, and had gone far past the point of. My mama was in an African country and was yet to take mami with her. So she was staying with her daughter who was 5 years old. They insisted me to stay with them as this will help maami and also she will have company. I was new to my job and was not earning enough to rent an independent room. So I agreed.My maami was a mature woman, with ripe features and love handles at the right places. She was 5’5, milky white and with her melons shaking all the time. There was only one room with an attached. Beverly never thought it would last longer than three days. If Adam didn’t come to his sentences then she assumed that her daughter would surely chicken out and tire of obeying her son. The only way the bet was going to end is if one of them gave up and Beverly assured herself that she wasn’t going to be the one to do that.Not only was she too stubborn to give in but she also enjoyed the shared camaraderie with Erica. The bet was intensely humiliating but Beverly Goldberg would do anything to. ’ And my rigid cock was most certainly about to be enveloped by that hot, sticky web of hers. Her panties were soaked through; the sweet, musky scent filled the tiny room, sending another rush of blood into my straining cock. I sat down on the toilet seat, lifted her up, and she yelped quietly as she struck her head on the ceiling. Her flat stomach rippled with laughter. When I took a taut nipple into my mouth, that laughter turned to moans. “That’s two.” “Shut up,” she spat, grabbing my.