.Mere chut k ras k sath to or maza aa rha” mjhe kiss kr k fir pani k andr chale gyi,mai bhi aahein bhr rha tha”aaahn soma meri raani ahnn maza aa ...ha hai..Aise hi chuso” kya lg ri thi soma pani k andr uske khule baal tairte hue,wo mere lund ko chusti hui,uske boobs and mangalsutra halka tairta hua aahn maza aa gya..Fr 12-13 min bad mai bhi jhar gya and uske muh me hi chut gya..Fr hm pool se nikal k lawn me sofa tha whi pe rest kr rhe the,soma mere upr leti thi,uska gila nanga badan mere nange. But despite these lovely surroundings – the reminders of Sandy's captivity were abundant. In addition to the bolt in the wall that her chain was currently attached to, there were other bolts at various places throughout the room, as well as a set of shackles in one wall. Covering the window was a set of thick bars, and the door, which was in another wall, was large, made of metal, and sealed tightly, so that no air or light (or slave girl) could escape through it.And on another wall was a large. She started moving from below and matched her movements with my strokes. The whole room was filled with aroma and sound of sex. The sound of my pelvis hitting her hips was coming out in rhythm. Then I slapped her ass hard while increasing my tempo further.Me: Kya mast gaand hai teri. Is ko soch soch ke to kitni bar muth mari hai maine. Aaj haath lagi hai. Aaj koi kasar nahi chhodunga. (What an ass you have. So many times I have shagged thinking about it! Today I have got it. I will not leave. I panic and look down as Mum begins to work her way down my legs with the towel. Her cheek brushes against the tip of my swelling cock. It’s then that she notices my erection.“Again! Already? Seriously? That thing's up and down like a yo-yo,” Mum says with a giggle. “I wish your father could keep it going like that.”My face is now burning red with embarrassment.But then I get a sudden thrill as I notice Mum has stopped drying me, her eyes now fixed on my stiff penis. Her face rests not two.