I asked him about the girl. He told me that it was none of my business. I was more angry by now. I angrily shouted at him. I said, “Because of you t...at my mom is suffering.. Mom cannot have sex and is unsatisfied.”He was not bothered. However, when I told him how can he leave such a hot woman, I saw him feeling guilty. Finally, he admitted that he also missed my mom. He started talking about his nights with mom and how good she was in bed. With tears in his eyes, he asked me to help him. I. She was staring at me and as I could read her lips were demanding something finally I collected courage in me and made a move to take her in my arms. She was in my arms and we both were kissing each other as we were meeting after ages. She opened her mouth and our tongues met. Whole of our saliva was exchanged no of times .Our hands were exploring each others bodies and it continued till 15 minutes. She was very happy to see me there and not leaving any chance of kissing and hugging me. It was. I fondled her good-sized, firm tits while we smiled at each other.“We ought to get some close-ups,” Angie reminded her co-producer.“Ooh yes,” Christina plopped off, and the next few minutes were spent doing some intensive filming of my cock. We placed it carefully lying on their tummies to show how far it reached; at the entrance to their plump, glistening pussies; being slowly buried; and being gradually withdrawn for the shiny coating of pussy juice to show much had gone in (which eventually. Shankar Pishe ghader upore rakha hath ta ke samne ene maier upore rekhe bolate bolate mai tepa suru kore dilo. Or hather thabata eto boro je sompurno mai ta ke dhare niyechhe. Ma chokh bondho kore nilo aramee aar bale uthloo ‘jore jore aro jore tipun na. Aar ke paye Shankar Pishe ke,O Mar blouse ta ke tan mere chide khule fello,Make tule nijer kole basiye mai khete suru kore dilo.Pishe mai ta chuste chuste kamde dilo,Ma sheeee kore uthlooo aar bollo aapni satti ekta dasyu,apnar oita o thik.