Mere makan malik ka nam ramesh tha mera makan malik meri mummy ko ghur ghur kar dekhta tha vo mummy ko bahut hi pasand karta tha papa ko gye bahut din...ho gye the mummy apne savings me se ghar ka kiraya de diya karti thi par dhire dhire hume paiso ki problem hone lagi aur kiraya dene me bahut problem hone lagi. meri mummy ne mere makan malik se bat ki vo kuch din ki muhlat de de toh mummy paisa de dengi usne kaha ki thik hai kuch din tak aisa hi chalta raha 2 mahine bad mera makan malik aaya. He then, with both hands on the back of my head began to fuck my face diving deep into my throat with each thrust as his whimpers became moans. For 5 or 6 minutes of fucking my face which felt like an hour I sensed that he wanted more. With little movement he pulled me to him and began to kiss my neck as he searched for my lips. As our lips met I could feel his excitement and then his tongue dove deep into my mouth. I felt him searching and then finding my cock which for the last 10 minutes had. "Does this mean I didn't screw up our date too much?" As far as I'm concerned our date is over..." she said lightly and his heart stopped for a beat or two. " ... you passed with highest marks. But," she said with a grin, "you need to see if you can stand me for more than a minute or two. Maybe we can pretend I didn't punch you out right after you came to pick me up." Okay, so long as we can pretend I didn't lecture you about relationship things that I have no knowledge of, nor experience. She imagined sucking Terry's throbbing cock deep into her throat, imagined feeling his dripping cock-head swelling against her tonsils.Pressing her clit between her fingers, her legs shaking, Sheila imagined sucking her son until his eyes widened with lusty excitement. She imagined feeling his rod swell suddenly in her throat, imagined feeling his sperm swelling in his balls, threatening to explode as her tongue flew over the head of his sensitive rod. She imagined pulling her head back and off.