’ Anderson raised his eyebrow playfully and immediately Farida jumped up off the sofa. ‘Right, you’ve convinced me,’ she teased. ‘I ne...er said the latter would never happen,’ Anderson laughed. Farida grabbed her handbag from the side of the sofa. ‘I hate egg on toast.’ She pulled the strap of her bag over her shoulder, pointedly ignoring Anderson’s reference to abusing her body again. Anderson grinned at her and placed his hand on the small of her back, ‘You’ll love it.’ Farida. I put my hands in her soft hair, holding her head I began to fuck her hot mouth like a hot wet pussy. Deep in her throat, she was gagging, saliva running down her chin. The more I fucked her mouth the more she loved it, I could see her hand had slide down, she pushed her shorts aside and was playing with her wet pussy, rubbing her hot clit. I told her to fuck her hot cunt while I fuck her mouth. We were both moaning, I could feel my cum getting ready to shoot in her hot mouth. I told her I was. Her hips were swaying as she kept ogling the powercock belonging to her own flesh and blood as her husband had silently settled himself into a chair, watching his wife, wondering what she would do first.Mark was still grinning as his mother seemed to be in a world of her own, playing with her body as she stared at his cock as if hypnotised. He then threw oil on the fire by grabbing his cock in a hand and squeezing it, making the purple head bulge and a stream of precum ooze from his piss-slit,. I started smoking, drinking with those friends. they don’t know that I am shwetha’s son. I felt like I am a man. I got freedom. During an occasion of drinking party with friends, rahul told “wow, drunk much. Now need a lady to fuck and enjoy. Who is the best lady for that in our colony?” other two friends replied in one voice “shwetha”. I was excited and feared of hearing my mom’s name from them. they continued” yes rahul. she is the most beautiful milf I have ever seen. Her melons, her lips,.