In order to see more pictures, you needed to be a member, so she created an account on it. Surfing picture after picture, there was no concealing that...she was getting seriously horny, and the temptation of doing something risky was increasing by the minute. She still had those cropped pictures of herself, and they didn’t show her face. Uploading a picture of her face was something she could do anytime, anywhere…it was also something she had done plenty of times before, mostly on social. She watched as it arched in a long stream, disappearing over the side of the porch. It was surprising how far it shot out and how long it lasted, seeming to go on and on. When the stream finally diminished to just a trickle she watched her son shake it off and push it back inside his shorts. Now there was a definite pulsing between her legs.When Jimmy turned to walk back into the house, he saw his mother looking out the window at him. As their eyes met, he blushed, realizing that she had. Hamare ghar mai mere mummy papa aur bhayia hai.meri umar 18-19 saal ki hai.rang gora chuchi gol hai.meri pichli story muje randi banaya aapko pasnd aayi thanx,us din mai 6 baje ghar pahunchi meri taange dukh rahi thi sharir tut raha tha, par maza bahut aaya tha, meri saheli hai hema mai us-se sari baat share karti hu, uska birthday tha 18 june ka, mai uske ghar gayi wo tayar ho rahi thi, maine use wish kiya. Wo bahut khubsurat lag rahi thi,Me : chalo party do aaj b’day aise hi nahi teri jaan. "Give me your hand." She said in a tone I couldn't deny. Taking my hand she ran it across her ample hand and a half size tits, down her stomach and between her legs. Curling my fingers, she took my index finger and ran it slowly into her crease. My finger tip felt warm and sticky with her juices. With a sharp inhale, she slipped my finger inside her pussy.My eyes must have looked like bread plates, as I felt her. Soft, warm, and so wet. She let out a faint moan as she pushed my finger in and.