Then she walked over to Patrick. She hiked her miniskirt up as she kneeled. Then she took the pom pom in her right hand and began to rub it over Pat...ick's cock. Patrick breathed softly as Beverley stroked his cock with her pom pom. At the same time, Beverley placed the other pom pom up against her clit and began to rub it. She moaned as she stimulated herself and Patrick with the cheerleading props. Eventually, Beverley managed to stimulate both of them to orgasm. She screamed as she came.. Genhuchi. Banda mo banda aau bia bia . Genhuchi genhuchi.Tuka sabu sikhijaichi.Sikhibini. Daily dekhuchi Papa aau mausa chuti dinare kemiti genhanti.Tu sabu dekhu.Aau bilei bhabuchi kehidekhunanhanti. Hele jharaka phankare sabu mu dekhe.Kana kana sabu dekhu.Misiki genha genhi hua. Mu kintu mausi ku genhuthili aau katha heuthili. Banda tike bi banka naa hei bia bhitare pasuthila baharuthila. Mausi bia ru nala bahari pach pach sabda karuthila. Mausa kemiti too momi ku karanti tike kahunu. Nangala. As dad’s car stopped i ejaculated and became relaxed , so she threw me aside n started collecting her clothes of floor , as she finished collecting door bell rung , she looked at me very nervous as she was naked , she ran towards the roof , i felt amused as my fat ass mom was running with her clothes and my cum dripping out of her pussy .I zipped my pants and went to open door .Me and dad started chatting , and after sometime mom came with look of a newly married wife coming from bedroom after. “But I’m fearful that it’ll just make for a very short conversation. And I wouldn’t like that. I like conversing with you. After all, it’s all we have.” “Not just,” said Mark. “It’s conversation borne of mutual regard. And friendship. Besides, maybe talking about it will make you feel better, help you put it in perspective.” “Ho ho,” Wren chuckled. “I don’t think so, Perfesser.” He smiled and shrugged, but genially, more a “have it your way” shrug than a “whatever” shrug. Wren began humming.