Wo uth kar mere samne aati hai waise hi nange, boobs uchalte hue gand matkate hue, uska wo gora badan dekh k mera lund toh tight ho gaya tha uske gol ...ol milky boobs aise lag rahe the jaise pake hue aam hai.And wo aa kar seedhe meri pant k oopar se mere lund ko sehlate hue mere kaan me kehti hai, ki yeh sab toh ek bahana tha unki nazar mere lund pe pehle se hi thi, usne kaha meri choot bahot dino se kuwari hai.Aisa kehte hue usne mere kaan me apni tongue se lick karne lagi, ab mai bhi josh me. Several seconds later, regaining his senses, he found her dangling limply two feet off the ground, her eyes bulging, and his calloused hands around her throat, literally, chocking her to death. For almost three years he had put up with her calling him at work, ‘Can you come home? There’s somebody in the back yard.’ Or ‘There’s a man looking in the bedroom window.’ Or ‘When I answered the phone, they hung up…are you cheating on me again.’ And the strangest call of them all, ‘There’s an Indian on. His mind is preoccupied with memories of his dirty passionate encounter with Jessica the night before last. Jess as they called her, had been Dawn's closest friend through their college days, and they went everywhere, did and shared everything together. Then they had lost contact for about 4 years until they were re-united through a mutual friend last year. As Jess was still single, they all agreed that she should come and spend the Thanksgiving weekend with then in their city. When she arrived. I licked and sucked there for about ten minutes but Mom was impatient for her fuck. We proceeded to set up a rhythm and Mom let out a loud scream. “Dan, give it to me, please. I ‘m cumming……I’m cumming,” and she did. A load of sperm from my cock joined with the river she let loose and we just collapsed. We hadn’t realized that Nan had left the room while this was going on. So we just settled down for a cuddle before I had to go back to my own room before the kids came home. I woke to find.