She sucked greedily & the men moaned as she brought them to climax again.This time they didn’t hold back & ejaculated onto Rinku’s hair, face & in...ide her open mouth. Rinku was covered in thick strands of hot white sperm which she picked up one by one & pushed inside her mouth. She pulled her hair towards her lips & licked sperm of it. She picked up a glass from the table & spat a glob of cum into it. She rubbed the edge onto her boobs & face & collected the sperm in it. She even held it to her. “Not that many. You’ll see.”Between half past twelve and one ‘o clock the guests arrived. Many of them were bikers. Most of them I had seen before while peeping through the keyhole of my mother’s bedroom, but they obviously had never seen me before and they all kindly and politely introduced themselves to me. I quickly got the impression, that my mother enjoyed something of a goddess-like stature among these motorcycle guys, that I, as her son, apparently automatically shared.Mother, who’d put. I was agog, sitting there in silence.His hands settled on her thighs and started caressing them, moving slowly towards her lips and sliding passed onto her stomach before coming back down and sitting either side of her entrance, massaging all around and sliding across the lips ever so softly as I watched his hands glide against her wetness and gently part her lips as they slid by again and again. Fingers lightly touching and moving away as she started to relax into the sofa and close her eyes.. She simply groaned, accepting her own helplessness and then slowly raised her head, her eyes meeting his, reaching out to the only person who could help her. Which, he instinctively knew, was his cue.He took two steps forward and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head sharply back, exposing the red marks that would fade to dull finger shaped bruises with time on her slim neck and planting slow kisses on her wet skin. The cold caused her skin to be hyper-sensitive, every touch felt.