Or hsne lgi.. Fr mne uske saamne hi rekha ko hug kr lia.. Fr hm tv dekhne lge bt neha mjhe or rekha ko dekh rhi thi aanke tirchi kr k..Fr mne rekha ko...side se kiss krna strt kr dia or grdn pr kaatne lga.. Vo to grm thi hi.. Uski bhi aahen niklne lgi.. Bt vo muhh dba k siskiya le rhi thi..Ye seen dekh kr neha bhi grm hone lgi.. Uske face pr hawas dikh rhi thi.. Uski maa uske saamne ek jwan ldke se mje le rhi h..Ab mne rkha k lips chusne strt kr die.. Vo bhi mera pura saath de rhi thi.. Mne uski. Since he wasn’t ready to cum again, he decided to try a new position and had her get on all fours on the tiles. Although her pussy was now a dark pink and rather raw looking, she pressed it out towards him, begging to have his dick inside her again. He obliged, fucking her doggy-style as she pressed her forearms on the ground and her ass in the air, pushing back against him. Putting his arms around her to reach her tits was a bit of a struggle, but he managed it, tugging on her nipples roughly. The lack of breathing made her cry a tear, and her heavy black eyeliner was now streaming down her face. Her red lipstick was all spread and as I look deeply to her figure - naked from the waist up, make up all smeared in her face, blowing this big guy - I realize she looked like a middle age street hooker. But she wasn't. She was my dearest mom. I loved that tender face and this guy was wasting her last hope of decency.He then pull it out her mouth and as she was to stand up and kiss or. She had a mischievous grin I’d never seen before. “Umm, Mari,” she stammered. “Can I ask you something?” “Of course, Sweetie. What is it?” Sometime during the week, I’d begun calling her “Sweetie” without even realizing it. “I’m kind of burned out. Want to do something together? Watch a movie, maybe?” My libido screamed, ‘Oh, my god, yes!’ Fortunately, my brain interceded. “I’d love that,” I told her. “I could use a break too.” “Great! You’ve got so many cool DVDs. I’ll go pick something.” “Do.