‘I forgot. I was so enthralled with watching you masturbate.’ ‘Hal, just to let you know that I don’t screw; I’m afraid ...f getting pregnant. I just masturbate.’ I looked down at her, ‘I have an idea.’ I lay beside her but with my feet at her head. I had noticed she was left-handed. Perfect.Beth couldn’t figure out what I was doing. I grabbed her left hand and put it on my big cock. I took two fingers of my right hand and slowly inserted them. So, she served herself my twat in a better position, which she took full advantage of, though. She began licking my slit slower but kept her eyes on mine."So, you like pussy, huh? That's okay; I won't tell your friends." I'm gonna eat out the bride in an hour, so shut the hell up and let your man enjoy the show in peace, lady."Neither of us said a word to that, and I caressed her head again, but as she licked me much slower and rubbed my lips down there too. She proved that she loved my snatch. "I apologize. My mouth is-" "Your mouth is very talented, Sir Bellatreaux. Talents like yours should be guilded and put into a hall of fame." She spoke with a hint of seduction over her shoulder. The wink at him was all he needed. He knew she was being sexy about it. And there went that familiar feeling. His cock hardening at the sight of this sexy goddess just begging him to screw her. He approached her calmly now, looser in sorts but harder than ever before. "Mmm really? What talents would. I can’t believe you still dare to tell me that. Maybe, you have been doing only what you always wanted to do, throughout our conversation.Ayan: Mom, Please!Mona: What?Ayan: Okay. I am sorry about removing my tank top, and being in the nude when I clicked the picture. I just got carried away. I am really sorry. It just happened. I don’t know what got into me. I am sorry, Mom.Mona: I know, Ayan. I can guess what must have happened. And, I don’t blame you. Maybe, if I was in your place, I too.