She had a very good pair of tits and well-rounded ass, somewhere close to 32, 28, 34. Prema was a Maharashtrian and she used to always wear the tradit...onal 9-yard sari. These clothes showed off her assets very well. Being a small housing society most members were quite close to each other and my mom used to go to spend time with our neighbours after finishing breakfast. She used to spend time chatting with them and she would return at lunchtime. Prema used to come home at around 10 and finish. His cock was rock hard and dripped with cum. He couldn’t form complete words but grunted and mumbled as he flexed harder. His whole body trembled with effort. I started to stroke my own hard cock at the sight. Seeing my reaction to his muscle engorged display made Tyler smile.“You like what you see big man? You made me into this freak. I feel so fucking huge right now. Like I could pull this whole building down with my bare hands.” Tyler released his mammoth flex and walked back to the squat. I could see her wetness covering the outside lips. She was obviously as aroused as I had been. "Oh god baby, it feels so good". She kept working herself harder, "Oh god" she moaned again more loudly. "Oh god". "Baby, I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum for you baby. I'm going to cum just like I plan to when I let Peter fuck me... When I finally get his big cock inside of me."Her legs bent up at the knees as they spread even wider apart, her head tilted up to look at me and I could see her. The feeling of bottoming out in her married throat was exquisite; she had the softest tonsil he had had the pleasure to fuck.Pleasure pulled at his balls, sweetly shooting up and down the length of his cock, bringing out that aggressive streak he tried to hide until he knew a woman could take it. His fingers twined though her dirty blonde hair, communicating his urgency. She knew the signs of his changing need— she went limp at the touch of his big hand on her head. He guided her, his perfect.