It was so clichéd I almost started to laugh. Before I could ask Paul, what was going on, the door crashed open. In stepped the very image of j. Edgar...��s idea of an FBI agent. Short brush cut hair, black suit, skinny black tie and a blindingly white shirt. I was sure that, if I looked, I would see my reflection in his shoes from 2 yards away. Following behind was an older and more rumpled version. I could see the grey at his temples. He also had a slight grin, his eyes crinkled with. Many of them had cum shooting all over. My pussy actually grew wet at the sight of the perverted thoughts that were being brought to life with help of my son’s artistic talents. In a few minutes I found myself fingering my pussy as I looked at the erotic art. I had not had sex for many years other than with the help of my fingers or my vibrator but the sight of big boy cocks being used by mature women sent me into an intense orgasm.When I had finished my pussy was sloppy wet I grabbed the pair. She said “sahab aur maat tarpaiye ,” I asked her “tujhe jo chahiye wo bol meri jaan.” she said, “sahaab dal dijiye aapka lund meri chut mein, bana lijiye mujhe aapna.” I said, “meri rani, tayaar ho ja.” I stroked my cock inside her pussy she screamed, “ooo maa maar gai meri chut phat gayi aaj.” another stroke and it was all inside her pussy she was screaming then slowly slowly I started banging her she was now moaning her boobs were hanging like melons in the air, I caught hold of her boobs and. Her eyes grew wide as she saw for the first time what the young girl was wearing. On top she had a tight tube top that emphasized her large bust. She could see the dark outline of her large nipples. Below she had on a pair of white stretch cotton leotards that hugged her like a second skin. In fact, they were so tight that the seam of her crotch pulled between the lips of her vagina.Sally saw her surprised look and said, "I thought we would go skiing and those snow suits are really hot. I.