When he came for the first time my mom greeted him and made him sit on sofa and called me. She then went away. She then went in kitchen and to bring t...a. After sometime she brought tea and when she bend to place the cups over the table she showed her cleavage. I was shocked to see this.But what could I say. After some days she started calling her amit and he used to call her aisha. I could sense some sort of affection between the two but I was helpless as I needed help in maths and from now I. The drawn-out event gave time for it to sour his relationship with wife who was none too happy to hear about a pending court case and new report on how her husband cheated on her for years. The answer for her was a slap in the face, a divorce and being told she never wants to see him again. So here he sat in his mostly empty apartment, bank account running out and he had already sold anything of real value over the year to keep himself afloat, even sold his Jaguar two thousand and nineteen. ‘PLEASE, RELEASE MY LEGS!’ Ian bent down, but instead of immediately complying with her wishes, he buried his face in her pussy. Her sweet juices were running freely now, her clit stood at perfect attention. Ian’s tongue found her clit and began strumming it with precision and he listened to her cries and chuffing to monitor how close he brought her to the brink. He didn’t want to push Dinah over just yet, but wanted her body screaming when he finally took her. Ian plunged a finger into her. Nice to meet you Mike. she said looking me directly in the eyes. Nice to meet you as well. I said Would you care for something to drink? She said No thank you. Were all good mom, thanks. Well, just let me know if you guys need anything. she smiled then walked out of the room. I watched as she walked out the room in her tight black shirt the hugged her huge round curvy ass. I know that this was Johns mom but I couldnt help but stare. Im pretty sure he knew that his mom was a hottie. We went on.