The place was a shambles, pots pans still on the stove, vegetables in cardboard boxes on the floor, two cats, curled on chairs and another on the work...op, trying to sharpen its talon`s by shredding the remnants of once neat curtains, a hobby which she stopped with a well-aimed swipe of her calloused paw. A telephone and writing pad with a dozen pens atop a microwave. A table, red melamine topped with four matching but utilitarian chairs in the centre of the chaos and in the corner a rake, a. Of course, we did it again and again and this time it was the missionary position and I was holding my baby in her arms while alternating between slow and fast strokes which she was loving and moaning non-stop too. We were again kissing each other constantly, and we felt this closeness with each other.I then took out my penis from her pussy and just lay down on the bed. She almost read my mind and sat on my face and started rubbing her love hole on my face. We then got into a proper 69 position. I went behind her and turned her around.Me: I love you, Gowri.And I kissed. It took a while for her to realize I was kissing her, I guess. But I could feel lips widen out of a smile. She started kissing me back. We kissed, kissed, and kissed. Our tongues were playing with each other’s mouths. We started embracing each other tighter and tighter.It was turning into a series of kisses, and both of us didn’t want to back down. My hands were roaming around her back area. She held my head so tight. Lick and I’ll let you breathe, so I can show you, asshole.” She smashed her pussy down onto me again.I didn’t lick. In fact, I was near panicked. It took two more near-suffocating face-sits for me to compose myself enough to begin to lick the already sopping wet and boiling hot pussy in my face. Her lips and fat inner thighs fully ensconced my cheeks, and before long I was feeling chafed, sweaty, and rather beat up. Ronnie sat back and grinded into me, hurting my nose, but allowing me to.