Rehan- Yes, you bitch do talk but don’t ask us to stop. At least I will not stop.Mom- Rehan it’s ok, don’t stop, but don’t make me moan. I don...��t want to lose him as I love him a lot. I am a bitch who needs dicks but also needs my husband.Mom receives the call and talks to my dad. But Rehan plays the game with mom and thrusts her harder. While Sahil starts licking her pussy. This makes mom hornier and she starts to moan.Mom- I’m masturbating thinking about you. I was feeling so horny as you were. .Rest and toilet bas..Aur sirf chudai….Bahut saari aunties ko car main baitha kar ghar main choda hai….Kayi baar toh main school chala jata tha chote bacho ke pta hai kyun ,kyun ki waha chote bacho ki maa aati thi apne bacho ko drop karne..Aur joo muje pasand aa jaye toh jabardasti ghadi main baitha kar ..Hahahaahh.Aaaha hooo oaaaiii..Maine itna woh bhi nhi honn….Maine aunty ko ladkiya ko har chudai ke baad,10 ya 20 thousands ruppes deta hee ho…Tabhi toh dobara contact karti hai..Acha chalo. I worked and I think 40 minutes or so passed (I love edging...). I pulled my balls hard and bated my cock.. so good...and it was not long I blasted a heavy load over my stomach and chest. Spent, I relaxed and massaged my cock a littel more and after 10 minutes or so packed up and drove to he Motel, where I had a quick dinner before retirtiing to my room.On my way out of the motel, I passed a young guy, who looked at me and in passing I heard him softly say: "I saw you today..."I stopped and. I remembered a bead of perspiration that showed on your forehead as I leaned forward a touch whereby a slight gap between buttons becoming more prominent, and it revealed an edge of white lace, the beginnings of a promise of a cup of white lace that surrounded my flesh within. Now sitting here, my hand wandered down to my left breast, and cupped it. Massaging it ever so slightly. Running a finger over a now hardened nipple whilst thoughts of ‘what if you had plucked up courage enough to reach.