I felt his hand grab my arm and I pulled out of that grip, then he pushed me against the window of the apartment, to which I tried to evade by lowerin... myself, only to have him press me against the door, making us both walk into my bedroom. “What the hell were you doing?!” – His words seemed as aggravated as mine would if the roles would have been reversed. His grip on my arms didn’t seem to lighten up, as I tried to make up and mumble an answer. “Do let go of my arms, it hurts! I’m so. I touched closer and closer to her quim, I rubbed her breasts and butt more. The last one I gave her, I spent a small amount of time massaging almost directly on her nipples. The look and feel of my mother was burned into my brain. Just like her first massage, when she had her eyes closed, I’d taste the wetness from her treasure that coated my fingers.God, it was such a thrill to taste her. I still clamored to taste her directly from the source. Massaging her never failed to make me come. It. When I reach her house I knocked the door but no one came to open. I thought she is bathing and we can get some chance to pee her..So I slowly opened the door with the help of open window which is next to her door. I slowly went to her room, but her daughter is sleeping. Then I went to another room and slowly opened that door. To my surprise, I saw my cousin hugging that 10years old boy. I got shocked and began to stroke my cock. She has kept her hand inside that boy shorts. Poor guy doesn’t. I looked up and felt the slight annoyance of being interrupted, at the beginning of what was likely to become a decent fantasy, fade away as a beautiful woman stood next to me. She must have been about 5 foot 2 with a beautiful smile and a curvy figure, wearing a thin dress to stay as cool as possible and showing a cleavage that was heating me up. “Please do,” I replied finding it difficult to take my eyes off her. Her eyes were deep brown and drew you into their depths in a way that could.