“Toh bol, rukna hai kya??”“Nahi, mujhko chodo. Mat ruko.”“Tu kya hai bol?”“Tum doonon ka randi hoon mai.” She said, “Mujhe choodon. ...umhara lund mere andar daalo.”Then he held my mom by her head, and started ramming it down her throat, and very soon he came with a massive load. To my surprise mom swallowed every last drop of it. “Arrey yeh toh purani randi lagta hai, apni randi se lund chusa apna.” And hearing this I did the same. This time she gargled my cum before swallowing it and the sight. Breakfastwas followed by the usual Mental Work and Lesson on cassette. Ilistened more avidly than usual -- I had recorded the Bible part myself-- standing porter at the door of thought and keeping my mind offnightmares. I admit to being a bit proud of my own work in recordingthe Lesson.It didn't quite work. The thought of Brandon seeing me in a bikini gotthrough to me, and I pressed my legs together and stretched them out,pointing my toes and leaning forward, with my hands between my. She dug her fingers harshly into his tight ass cheeks pushing as deep as he would go, her green eyes rolling back in their sockets. Her pussy seemed to become impossibly tight, her clit on fire. With the second spurt of her son’s cum juice flowing into her mouth as he pulled back, her cunt convulsed. She twisted her ass against the chair, muffled squeals of ecstasy coming from round her son’s discharging cock. Her mouth filled time and again with the sweetness, and she gurgled noisily when she. Finally Madhu parted the outer folds of my pussy. She started stroking my clit, entering my pussy every two or three circles. I grabbed her head and pulled it to me. Our lips and tongues met and I told her how much I wanted her. She spread my legs and pushed her pussy against mine. I lifted my legs so that my ankles were resting on her shoulders. Madhu’s hands were now flat on the bed, one on either side of my shoulders. Her knees were now almost under my ass as we began to grind together in a.