That is all I want to say.Mona: Hahaha. Maybe because it is too early in the day. Just 6:50 AM Maybe that is why my aged pussy looks so young to my so...Ayan: It is only the face and skin that looks younger, and more vibrant in the mornings, Mom. All the other parts of our body stay the same, the whole day.Mona: Hahaha. My dear son seems to have greatly liked my pussy Caring to defend the goodness, like how a hot-headed young lad would do when his lass’s modesty is in danger.Ayan: That is not. “Oh my god, oh my god! Oh, fuck!” She screamed and twirled as she came again. This time, he wasn’t too far behind. With a few more hard thrusts, he gushed into her vagina. She felt her vagina being washed into herself, again and again.He remained on her until his cum stopped and his dick went limp. “Oh God,” he said, exhausted, as she fell by her on the grass bed. They both were breathing heavily and sweaty like nothing.Intercourse ends:They were breathing, laying on the grass bed, exhausted. I was amazed at the variety of things they sold there. I didn't know where to start. One of the first items we looked at were breast forms. She said we had to build the body before we can dress it. Many of the breast forms looked and felt very realistic. I was immediately drawn to the big guns, the 44 D at least, but Bobbie said, I would look more realistic if I chose a more moderate size breast form. She suggested set of 36B glue-ons. Then we looked at gaffs. The gaff is supposed to hidemale. Her husband was watching the TV with a beer and his face turned white as the black dude entered, dressed in his long trench coat. Stacey realised it must be in the high eighties out side and wondered why he would wear such a thing. The man sat down taking a full settee almost to himself. The waif beauty offered him a drink her eyes showing confusion and a little nervousness. The Boss man knew the routine; he'd have to explain, as the husbands always just sat there like rabbits in the headlights.