I asked what her husband does 4 which I didn’t get any reply rather an angry look. Meanwhile a bus came n she said my bus and got into it. I felt i ...ade her angry. I came back to my bike went home. Didn’t text her as i was sure i was the reason for her anger.Waited for the next day n sent a sorry text message for which i didn’t get any reply. I tried calling her couple of times n again no reply. I sent a strong apology the next day to her email. I got a reply saying its fine n not to worry.I. Sweat oozed from his pores and hot flashes charged through his body. Every muscle was taut, strained, rock-hard and working overtime as he practically nailed his mother to the bed in his crazed ravaging of her pussy. He stopped bucking and thrusting almost as rapidly as he had begun. He felt the rapid spurts from his cock head slow as the storehouse of his cum emptied into her. He pulled his cock back to the lips of her pussy as she went weak under him, then hammered his prick into her a few. It is the picture of innocence; butterfly wallpaper, stuffed animals, figurines on the shelves. It looks like it was made for a twelve-year-old girl, and at the time, it was. Maybe that's why we've never had sex here, he and I, maybe subconsciously we didn't want to dampen the innocence...or destroy it altogether. But he's here now and I have other plans. I want to ask him how he got here, but the idea is discarded as he kisses me. He knows that all I've ever really desired was this. To lie in. I don’t like to pen this secret now but it works and he finally got her and her and he was so happy he paid me back twice more but refused to inform me about his sex with her. To know about her I had to use my digital devices and I have to spied after her more attentively.He was too much successful with her and even got her «true love» she started build marriage plans for him *but he was married already. He has very small penis but he used a very horny technique to satisfy her. He used anal sex.