She screamed a low butvery loud wail of mindless ecstasy.Donny rested on top of his mother's naked body, breathing hard. She heldhim tightly, her hand... fondling his back and quivering ass cheeks. Hiscock was captured by the wet tightness of her cunt and she luxuriated inthe sensations still heating her body.Finally, Donny moved. He crawled from between his mother's thighs andsat next to her. She looked up at him with slitted, steamy eyes. Her sonwas grinning with delight, and he stroked her. Her jeans hugged her ass so smoothly I felt as though if I passed my hands between her crotch I would feel every curve of her pussy. Her breast were firm 32 b cups protruding from a plunging neckline. She had tattooed a single red rose along her left breast close to the nipple so that it appeared to be blooming from beneath her clothing. Approximately 15 minutes later we pulled up alongside a fairly large house in a gated community. There was not much activity on the front lawn but as we. It was a terrible existence for man and woman of Indian blood.”“How did you learn this?”“Eva, I could say it was Sylvio who is the cousin of Don Pedro. He is the one who manages the Indians and guides them in planting and harvesting. But there is one of us who wanted to know all about the Indians and set out to learn their language and now knows their history. He was in the fields with them when the fields were planted the first year we were here. The Indians adore him. They were terribly sad. Grace is trying to suffocate him with French kisses. Kimberly is kissing, sucking and licking his nipples trying to give him a heart attack. Janet is tenderly massaging his balls. Susie is deep throating him to one of the biggest erections of his life. Poor Greg is about to pass out from all the stimulation. Breathing hard between kisses while his heart races a mile a minute he manages to choke out "I'm going to come." Everything ceased immediately and Kimberly said "Grace, you've had him for a.