Her smile broadened, and she said, “What if I were to help you let off a little steam?” “Wh... What do you mean?” Her fingers glided lower, to...his neck, and then to his chest. “I could do a little something for you, to help you forget all about this.” His mind racing from her touch, his voice cracked when he responded, “Like what?” “Oh, I don’t know. I could jerk you off. I bet that would take your mind off things.” His shoulders slumped, as his fevered brain filled with porn plots had conjured. *"How many fingers?" asked Mom.My ass-fucking porn mag was open on the bed next to us and I had to use my left hand to turn the page because two fingers of my right were knuckle-deep inside my Mother's red-hot bum. "Three," I replied, "He's got three fingers up her asshole."Mom twisted her hips as she knelt there with her head down and both hands clasped in front of her as she waited for me to proceed with our kinky little game. I was buzzing with sexual excitement as I stared at her open butt. "??? ? ?By now both brothers had throbbing rock hard ten inch hardons. They were amazing dicks. Wrist thick stalks with veins running up and down and huge plumb sized dickheads. They loved really disgusting dirty sex. They loved to humiliate and degrade both males and females. Anything to promote their own control and power.??? ? "You boys are going to want to shower after all that shit play, so we will film you showering together and playing with each other a bit under the water, okay? Then. Surat is city of romantic persons. I was working for modeling , one day i came contact with a owner of beauty parlour , her name was daksha . I used to call her madam. In her parlour there was a girl name pinky , she was married but divorced after 2 years of married life.Daksha madam was around 35 years ,fair, little fatty with big boobs and big ass, when she walk her butts were dancing , and many times when she bend , her dress or sometimes gown incert in her ass crack. She was sexy lady , but.