Not that he could do much about it. His hands were thread through the iron railings of the bed and tied with a scarf, his wife’s pussy was an inch f...om his face, whilst he strained to lick it. She teased him on and off, a few minutes of licking, a few minutes of her rubbing her clit, fucking her pussy with her hand. Occasionally, she would stroke his rock hard member. All the time his face covered in her juices and he smell of sex in her nostrils.He was pretty helpless whilst she straddled him. He knew the truth about her and she was just like the rest of the cops.As part of his role he was active in the community and made small talk with some of the other activist members. He then saw Nabilah approach their little group. The others in the group engaged her but he remained silent afraid of what he might say.He tried to hide the rage he was feeling inside as his head was filled with pain and anger around the death of his son. All those emotions came flooding back and it took all his. Jaise hi mom aur ye dono sightseeing ke liye nikle main bhi hotel se activa rent pe leke unko follow karne laga. Woh log ek beach pe gaye Arambol beach waha itni public nahi hoti hai. Maine waha shop se nakli beard aur much kharidli thi taki woh pehchan na sake.Mom beach pe jate hi bikini mein ghum rahi thi. Kai log mom ko ghur rahe the. Tino pani mein masti karne lage aur kafi enjoy kar rahe the. Masti karte hue woh kafi age chale gaye the jaha koi nahi tha. Mom ko nangi karke waha loda. Usne kaha wo jaa hi raha hai patang lene aaya hai. Thodi der baad uska bhai chala gaya. Maine ishara karke bulaya use toilet ke passWo aayi aur mai use pakadke kiss karne laga wo aaj pure mood me thi pura sath de rahi thi . Phir maine kiss karte hue bol ko dabaya. Usne kuch nahi kaha par muje uske bade lag rahe the. Phir se dabaya to pata chala ke usne ander kuch nahi pehna. Aur himmat karke usla tshirt upar kar diya aur uske boobs chusne laga wo siski le rahi thi aur use maza aa raha tha. Phir.