She must be used to it by now. Her mother moaning in the middle of the night is nothing new to her and she probable fell asleep to it as a child. I co...tinue to mercilessly attack her defenseless cunt until she cums. Which isnt very long. All of her sexual frustration must have severely reduced her orgasm time. Ive only been fucking her for about five minutes. No bother though. Her orgasms arent what Im after. That was sooo good. She says with a big smile on her face. Were not done yet. I still. “We’ll be back in an hour or so,” my Mom said happily. “I cleaned the pool today so you kids have fun.” My Mom, especially, loved Sheri. Looking back on things, she knew what we were doing. I think she allowed it to happen because she liked Sheri so much. Sheri had her black bikini on, covered up by a tight tank top and some shorts. She looked amazing as always. My obsession with her breasts knew no boundaries. Sheri knew this, so whenever she knew she would see me, she wore things that really. She held the bag tightly against her chest and turned her back to me. as i held her from the back and got my hand up to her front to grab the bag, somehow I missed the bag and my hand fully grasped her left boob. i at once let go of her. At this point she turned red and gave me the bag, but she tried to make me feel normal about it as she kept talking and punched me in my stomach in a naughty way,At that precise moment Daman walked out wearing a very simple punjabi suit that she must be. “This is so hot,” she says. “You feel so good, Ells.” Her voice sounds breathless, her words panting from her. I’ve heard her coming before while she’s with Lucas but I suddenly want to experience it myself, to be the reason behind her making those sounds. I release her breast and wrap my arm around her, gripping her bare shoulder and pulling her tightly against me. It leaves little room for the movements of my hand, but the restriction intensifies both her touch and mine. I feel it building.