Before I always hurt when they did it...” I broke in.“Cheryl, we’re not having sex. We’re not fucking. Even when we use those words to be sexy... to be over the top, baby girl, we’re not fucking. We’re making love. THAT is the difference. I care if you enjoy my touch. Charlie cares if you enjoy the feeling of his cock in your little pussy. We care about your pleasure. We care about yours, more than ours. Charlie always makes me come first. I like to make him come first when I attack him. I want. She begged him to go slow because it has been awhile since she had some dick and even longer since she had a cock as large as his. But, that’s not my husband’s style; he rammed that cock long and deep. With his huge cock buried in my mother she was trapped and at his mercy. He gave her a moment to adjust to his size as she squealed from pain and pleasure. I know his cock was throbbing in that tight pussy just as it does in mine. I love that feeling and I could tell by the way my mother was. We talked a bit more and as it is getting intimate, she shared her sex experience that she had in Chennai. Trust me guys that’s one hell of a story, just by listening to it got my dick super hard.By that, I understood that she is a horny bitch who desperately needs a good fuck. As our conversation goes, she asked if I can go to Chennai and meet her.I told I may come to Chennai by end of this month (nov). She told ok and started sharing another experience of her’s and this made me uncontrollable. He made up his mind right then to let Little Eli come back to see his grandparents again before it was too late. Eli was old enough to travel alone and though he was just shy of ten years old, he was very tall for his age and he’d shown many times he was man enough to handle anything that may come up.When he first arrived in Kansas City, Eli purchased a ticket to Boones Crossing while at the train station. He asked if he needed to get a return ticket, and the ticket master told him that he.