Woh ab mast ho gayi thi. Woh chila rahi thi sex ki masti le leke. Phir usne muje chair pe bitha diya aur woh kutiya ban gayi aur mere lund ko chusne l...gi. Bohut mazza aa raha tha dekh ke ki kisi aur ki biwi mere lund ki diwani thi aur mast choos rahi thi. Chooste chooste woh gandi baat kar rahi thi. Ruchi: “ravi mere yaar kya mast choot chatta hai re tu. Bhenchod kaha se seekhi itni maat chut chatna. Ab tu roz meri chut chatna. Mera pati chutiya hai. Meri chut nh chat ta hai. Aaj se mein tere. I smile and wave. There has to be more than the fifteen hundred population of our small town on the street and in the convoy. Where did they all come from? The park. My God, look at the park. There are BBQ smokers all over the place and the tables are decorated. I can’t believe this is all for me. It is! Look at the sign. It says ‘WELCOME HOME LARRY WILSON, Our Hero’. God it’s good to be home. I eat until I am almost sick and talk to people who say they know me but I have no idea who they are.. They had stamina and a lot of staying power to go with thier perverted pleasures, plus the ability to stay hard after pumping what seemed liked gallons of thick cum in and on a willing and very hot cum slut, totally pleasuring and satisfying the bitches bored out, cum craving holes. Not just her ass hole, pussy and mouth, these studs would cum fuck a horny sluts ears, navel, underarms and even her hair. They liked to get two guy's fucking her hair, one on each side, they would wrap thier huge. "Mother, you've soiled your panties and now your sheets are all wet too."I felt her hand moving past my slit to my ass and then her finger penetrated my back door. Paralyzed in fear and shame, I said nothing and took what Ella gave, afraid of what was to come. Her finger filled my ass and then she slowly removed it and brought it to my face, putting it under my nose and I smelled my ass and winced at the faint odor of my own bowel."You've not done a very good job with your hygiene, Mother. I.