Dimillah grinned. How she would like to be a fly on the wall watching the old lady playing with him. The other ladies eyed him slouching between them....Likewise grinning. They were probably thinking the same thing."Are you ready?" Dimillah asked him at the entrance. She laughed.They entered.The large throne room was filled with the Queen's court ladies, sitting around on divans. Some of the women were exceptionally young, in their thirties, some even as young as in their twenties. This one place. E collage mai parta hun mera dost roj vi mere sath he parta hai hum bachpan ke dost hai iske karan humra ik dusre ki ghar mai jana our sath mai he parte parte soo normal baat hai ik din mai our raj oske ghar par parte parte soo gye meri raat 1 waje akh khulli to muje laga koi gate ke pass hai mai uth ke dekhne laga bahar koi nahi tha par raj ki sister nisha ke room ka gate open tha sorry mai bhul gya nisha ki age 20 years hai finger 30- 28-30 hai rang ek dam dudh jaisa gand ek dam mast ki. Some more recollections came flooding back into my thumping head. The three boys had apparently put their shorts on again whilst I had been comatose. My first reaction was to cover myself up too. I looked and reached around for my panties or skirt but there was no sign of any of my clothes anywhere around me. The tavern along the beach where earlier I had been dancing and partying now seemed to be in complete darkness with all its lights out. Christ I am in so much trouble I thought. I had to. I bobbed my head, my brassy hair swaying about my face. My cheeks hollowed as I nursed with such passion on her dick. I nursed with all the might I could. I put my all into it.I loved my mother’s cock.“Oh, honey, yes,” Mom moaned. “Ooh, you know what you’re doing.”“Not surprised,” Anabella said. “You’re such a naughty girl.”I was.I sucked with such passion for Mom’s cock. I nursed on her. I sucked with all my might. I wanted to make her cum hard. I wanted to have her jizz spurting into the back.