She holds one of her massive titties in one hand, pinching the nipple between finger and thumb. With her other hand she makes little circles around he... clit. I can see the glistening of her moist lips.She startles me slightly when she blurts out, "you're a dirty little boy aren't you." Not knowing what to say I keep quiet. "I'm old enough to be your mother" she continues on. "It's that what you want? You want me to be your mommy. Do you like sucking on mommy's titties?" Yeah." I manage to get. .Main ruka gaya fir thodi der bad apna lund pura uski gand main daal diya… Aaaaaiiiiiiiiuuuuuuuuaa……. Aaaaaaauuuuuuu aaaaaaoooooooo……Ran..Aaaaaaa….Ranndddiiii……Bana do muje bhiya….Pls….Main bhi josh main aa gaya or uski chutad….Per thaped marne laga ……Har ek thaped per uski awaj or tej hoti gayi ……Aaaaaaaa cchhooooddddddooooo…..Cchhoooodddddoooo……… Apni bbbeehhan ooooommmyyygooooddddd …..Fuck me……Uski chutad puri lal ho gayi thi ……..Or main puri speed se uski gand marta raha…..Fir maine apna. Guiding me to one of the stalls, Curtis pushed me in first and told me 'bend over and hold the handicap bar'. I started to protest but Curtis had stepped on my pants and pushed me between my shoulder blades causing me to stumble forward. I reached my hands up quickly and caught hold of the handicap bar. My butt was poked up and out, I heard Curtis unzip his pants and spit his rubbery hard wet cock head slipped through my butt crack effortlessly. I cringed as his cock head brushed against my. It was amazing to him. He didn’t stop and soon he was the master at it all. He’d felt her pussy. He felt along her pussy’s lips. She loved it too. He slowly moved in to an area he’d never been to before ever in his life and his fingers finally went down inside it. He was flabbergasted by it all. Here he was, naked, and feeling not his wife’s pussy but some other woman’s beautiful body like never before. He was feeling Marge’s pussy and she seemed to love it too. God, to him it was terrific. She.