It was a thick dildo that stretched and filled my pussy when she got it all the way in. Her slow movements felt great. Her hands used my ass to push a...d pull, awhile squeezing and spreading. Only thing better would of been someone playing with my tits. I began to moan and she picked up the pace. It was like she read my mind. The bed even started to squeak. I was ready to cum over her cock. Reaching back I played with my clit with one hand. She was just ramming me until I screamed with pleasure.. "i see u like. would u like to touch?" i said getting on my knees. she comes up to me and grabs my tips, i moan alil as she twist my nipples. "uhh..." i moaned so quietly and softly. "can i taste them?" she asked. "yes. go ahead." i answered. she gladly pinched my nipples & licked & sucked on each. i start to blush as i grip the back of her hair. "umm." she sucked harder, bitting & circling her tongue as my nipples get even harder. "uhh. i think its time i touched u..." i said pushing her back.. We were determined.This, however, was not always our lives. Before meeting my man, I was on a massive journey of self-discovery. I’d left home without a dime and decided to travel for as long as I saw fit. Armed with a ton of credit card debt, and not a clue how one lives a nomadic existence, I popped on over to Australia. I had to get a job, and bloody well quick. As I walked into what seemed like an ordinary bar to drop of my resume one Saturday morning, I felt puzzled. The bar was empty but. When I started masturbating I saw my maasi’s white panties and bra in the bucket which were obviously kept for washing.Her panties were soiled with her juices and had some pussy hair on them.I started smelling them and started masturbating.They had a nice erotic smell and I began tasting them.Suddenly the toilet door opened and my maasi was standing there in front of me.My heart gave a skip,her dirty panties and bra in my hand near my face and I realized that by mistake I left the bathroom door.