Main samajh jaati thi ki tu saala bahanchod ab apni mausi ki gaand bhi maarega aur wo chinaal bhi blouse bhi aisa hi phna karti hai ki saari choochi b...har latakti rhti hai rando upar ka hook bhi nahi lagaati hai kai baar to tere pita ji bhi mujhse usko sahi se kapde pahane ko kah diye hai wo bole the ki samjha lo meri saali ko warna baad me na khna ki maine choochi daba di aur main has kar taal jaati thi ab aaj tu bhi apni mausi ko chodne ko kh raha hai tu bhi saala bahut haraami ho gaya hai. Mature ladies in blouses and suits, young students in t-shirts and skate shoes. I loved the contrast of ages and styles. The difference in wealth and aspirations, but most importantly the different body shapes.I lusted after the older women more, I imagined how they would thrust against my cock during sex. They would want to squeeze every inch of enjoyment. The younger girls my own age would be placid, I had played with enough to know the routine of tentative moves, shy “we can’t do that” looks. F she sd wht bhaiya and ignored the question…Aftr watchin television i thought i shoud get some rest…and ask her if she would sleep or stay awake and watch television…she sd she would ike to sleep but in my room as she fears to sleep alone…I sd fine and welcomed her on my king size bed…she changed into a small skirt and a thin spegadi…i ws aroused lukin at her…She slept staright on her back and i also slept…aftr bout couple of hours i got up and saw her legs were wide open…i went and sat near. She came so heavily moaning so loudly I was scared somebody might hear her. Then she pushed me on the bed and slowly inserted my dick in her wet juicy pussy, she started riding it slowly first and then with much faster pace.I just loved the sight of her boobs going up and down in a rhythmic movement. I was squeezing them, she came again and collapsed on me, as I wasn’t finished yet I changed positions and started slamming her like anything. I slammed for sometime finally releasing my load.