He quickly scooted his way up her body, taking her hands on his head with him. He was going to put a hand over her mouth, but when his head rose high ...nough for her to see his face, her scream died in her throat.He slowed down until his eyes were just a foot or so in front of hers. Her eyes were wide open with fear, but also adjusting to the dim light."Alan?! My baby? Is that really you?!"He puzzled at the "my baby" but nodded. He brought a finger to his mouth in a "be quiet" gesture and. She then climbed above me and lowered her soaking wet pussy on my face. She then spent the next 15 minutes grinding her wet pussy across my face. Completely engulfing me with her fat ass on my face. It was unbelievable. As she was sliding it across my face, she was teasing my cock with her wet tongue telling me to not cum. She had to cum five times before I was allowed to fuck her and cum. I did as I was told. She would slam her hot wet pussy on my chin and cover my entire face. As I was. Kartik sat up with a mouthful of his mom’s vaginal fluid and kissed his mom. Brunda tasted her own juices for the first time and honestly didn’t like it much! She kissed Kartik and with one hand started rubbing her son’s cock.Brunda lay down again on the bed, a little exhausted. Kartik knew well to not insert his cock inside the pussy while his mom was tired, so he licked over his mom’s entire body.Brunda could just utter “uuuhhh aaahh” and bite her lips as her son left his saliva on every inch. That should have told me to get out, to run as fast as I could, but I didn’t, and even if I had wanted to, Ron had someone watching me all the time. It was weird.”“He won’t touch you again, I promise.” Spencer said gently touching her cheek. “You’ve had a rough morning, why don’t you go shower and change clothes, it will make you feel better.” She nodded and got up. “Oh, I need to do the breakfast dishes,” she said like a child who would be in trouble if she didn’t.Spencer put his arm across.