Jor say. Plz. Huuuuuuiiiiii maaa. Mujes say reha nahi gaya mana unki hoto ko apna hota say jod diya aur jor say kiss karna laga teacher na muje apni b...aho ma kas ka padkdliya mara land khad ho chuka tah jo teacher ko ahesa ho na laga. Fir teacher na muje nanga kar diya aur mera land ko chusna lagi. Merna maan to unka boobs chuska karna laga. To mana jaldi say teacher ki sarees utra di aur fir balous kho diya teacher na under bra nahi pehani thi. Jashi khola to vo uachalka bahr agay…mna uki. " She gave her son a fond look and pushed him toward the bathroom.Mark nodded and left. The loving look Rachel gave her son touched Mark's heart. He envied Cole each time he saw the way Rachel openly loved her son and cared for him. "And look at the dried out old bitch I got stuck with," he said to himself.The salesman in the men's shop was helpful. By the time Rachel and Cole found Mark, he had chosen a well-cut English style single-breasted lightweight wool suit with dark buttons that matched. Never mind that the scholarship was to Cal Tech, nor that it would be in the "safe and conservative" community of Pasadena, California. It was far away from the comforts of the family estate on the banks of Chocowinity Bay. Away from Grandfather McKesson's manipulations and interference. Away from the pain of Grandma McKesson's passing, and as I heard from mom later, away from the attentions and expectations of Evangeline Shorritch and her kin, whose almost-as-wealthy family had agreed during. My warm tongue worked its way deeper into Lois's sweetly flavored pussy. Despite all the tasty water spilled onto my tongue, I savored her luscious nectar. I increased my pumping speed, letting my extended pinky bump her rosebud at each in-stroke. She didn't object to the light anal touch, maybe didn't notice it. [161] I could see her rosebud stopped tensing. It was almost relaxed. Still pistoning her, I began pulling back her hood and had a clear view of her sweet, soaked little man standing.