.Boobs, neck..Shoulders..Arms..Yummm .. I could see my mom’s pussy respond to this mad loving: her juices were starting to ooze and through the open...window I could smell the nice juices. I realized uncle and mom make nice smelly sex!Mom:oohh .. Ahh!Arre .. Will you eat me only for lunch?Haha .. Ohh..”Uncle:jaan, I will eat you for breakfast lunch and dinner..You are really nice tasting mutton!Mom:chup..!Always thinking of food while fucking!Uncle took his finger out of mom’s pussy and licked. " she replied. "Ok." he said again, while noting her answer in the book. "Now you need to choose if you would like to be processed first, before all the other young girls, or last?a" he again paused her answer. "I want to be processed first sir. I-I don’t think I could watch all the others go before me." she stammered. The fear could be heard in her voice. "OK." he said again, making his note "Go over there, take off all your clothes, then go up those stairs to the man cleaning the Jessica. I get off the elevator on the third floor I slowly walk down to the room. I can not describe to you the way I felt right before I knock. I am trembling my breath is becoming increasingly shallow and I feel a warmth and wetness in my pussy that I had never experienced before. I knock and a few seconds later the door opens and standing before me is a very tall, muscular, black man. He introduces himself to me as Damon. I exchange pleasantries and walk in. He says damn girl your husband was right. " But you must be pleased that progress is being made." If progress is being made, that is a good thing. I don't know if progress is being made. Now I would be grateful if you would leave us in peace."At that I shut the gate and turned away, ignoring the questions shouted after me, about my marriage break-up and my ex-wife's life with Derek.As I entered the house the phone began to ring. I let it go to the answer phone and no message was left. I changed the outgoing message."If you are from the.