“Yes, I do.” Another inch. “Uuhgh, uuhght.” He continues moaning. I push. We’re in, we’re deep into his beautiful body, and he’s wigglin... with pleasure, yelling, chanting, “John, John, John,” and “fuck, fuck, fuck me” --- he has seen this on the internet, but the reality is much better, much better than expected. Okay, we are fucking now. Thrusting back and forth, finding a rhythm. He reciprocates. “Pain’s gone?” I ask. “Lust,” he says, “pure lust.” I fuck him, viciously now. The rhythm. “I love you too,” I replied as I turned a little to give Danny better access to my breasts. He responded by working his hand down a little further. About that time I heard Heather. “Stop, stop!” I wanted to turn around and look, but didn’t want Danny to know I heard. I glanced up at him and saw a little smile cross his lips. Obviously he had heard too! After we got back to Richard’s car and they got out, Danny drove slowly toward my house. It was nearly three in the morning, and I was. It had been remodeled by its previous owner, a wealthy architect who designed homes and hotels in the States. It had three floors, but the third and highest floor was merely an attic. Its pine-green patina gave it an austere appearance. It had the feel of a tall elegant old woman, like a living entity of a home that was holding its breath,having the illusion of being dainty even when it wasn’t. A lot like my mother and myself, Lexa thought. The home was all woods, and there was a vast front. I am 23 year old sameer son of a sexy beautiful 41 year old rand as i want you to remember her, her name is fazi.I always used to fantasise about my mom ever since childhood,she has an unbeleivable figure.she is very fair 5 feet 6 inches great boobs with pink nipples,gol gol gand and mouth watering choot.one day she was taking a shower with the door unlocked and i entered accidentally she was fucking all naked and her unshaven choot was clearly visible she yelled at me and i got out.i coul’nt.