Ye…ye kya yar….Meri mammy ki gand ka hol bhi faila huwa tha….Matalb meri mammy to chudwane ki maharani thi…..Ab maine mammy ko utaya aur sofe ...ar baitha diya…. Unki dono tange chodi ki….Aur unki chut….Means bhosda chatne laga….Meri mammy mere sar par haath fer rahi thi…..Mammy ki chut chatte mai apne haath apni mammy ke boobs par le gaya….Aur unke boobs dabane laga…..Mai apni mammy ki chut ka ras chat kar saaf kar raha tha….Fir maine mammy ki gand ke hole par apni zibh rakhi….Aur mammy ki gaand. We then ordered our sweet, and we both went for a camel flavoured Icecream. Karen kept teasing me by playing footsies under the table. After our meal, we took a walk around the parks of Cambridge, and I took Karen to Parkers Piece to show her the place we do a show each June. We made out for a while under a tree before walking back to our hotel. We got back to our room. We laid on the bed and started kissing and cuddling each other. We got undressed and got naked into bed. Karen started to. I hope you liked the three pussies we got you today. I want to help you get you more, too. I want my son to fuck all the women and girls in this town,” Mom said ... then we kissed.Her huge titties were pressed to my chest and she snuggled them against me as we sucked each other’s tongue. I slid lower in the seat and Mom slid down on my dick further, pressing her tight pussy lips right against my hair, her buttocks against my balls as we fucked slow and easy until we couldn’t stand it anymore. She made a show of dragging him to her bed, and I looked away while they got started having intercourse. My part was to ‘find’ the makeshift whip of knotted string that she had constructed and to flog him.The sounds of sex and torture went on and on. But something had gone wrong in my head. As my arm brought down the full force of the little whip over and over again, tears started leaking down my face. I have no idea why. When I reached critical mass, I could only drop the whip and collapse in.