Fir usko dinning table pe leta dia aur tango k beech aa gaya tana hua lund uski chut se takraya..Aur mai usko chut pe masalne laga.. Upar niche.. Pres...ure k sath.. Wo puri feel le rahi thi.. Khushi mai ki aakhir mai chut ki baari .. But maine usko tadpa dia magar dala ni… Chut ka samundar ho gaya.. Wo galiya dene lagi… Jaise he uth k bethi.. Maine usko hug kia aur ek tagda HARD DEEP SHOT mara bhen ki lodi mai :pUski dusri jordar AHHHHHH!!!! nikal gayi..Aur bina der kiye usko wapis letaya aur. . fucking it! Listen to that wet sound, baby! Hear Mother's wet cunt fucking your cock!"Mike didn't say anything. He was almost dazed with pleasure. His hands clutched his mother's bouncing ass tightly, his hips lifting up to meet the wild thrusting of her cunt. He didn't move his hips, but held them high and let her ride his cock as fast as she could.Donna gasped and cried out with ecstasy. Her hips pounded up and down, her cunt smacking against the base of her son's cock, feeling his rounded. I took off my shoes, then socks and pulled my shirt over my head. “There!”Now it was Karen’s turn. Shoes and socks were fine. She had stockings, but same thing. A little more fun to watch her take off, though. But then what? She only had that dress. Bet she was wishing she’d worn a blouse and skirt, or pants like Pauli had.She pushed the loveseat back a little, leaned down and unsnapped her heels from around her ankles. Too bad, I like her in those, don’t often see Karen in high heels and it’s. What I mean is the figure and hair length of my mom and sisters were the same. The biggest difference was that they just had different shades of color.“Okay, then,” she said. “We need two packs of cheese, some salsa dip, a few bags of crisps and some drinks. Oh and call me before you finish shopping just in case I missed anything.”“Okay then, see you later.”I went outside and climbed into my car. As I started it I noticed the front door open and Sarah running out towards me. As she ran I could.