"Yes sir! Yes sir! I'm sorry sir..." His hand slapped me firmly across my face. I was scared and vulnerable. "Open your mouth!" My face felt hot where...I had been struck and he still held my hair. I opened my mouth wide as he ran his free hand over his cock. He held it out to me as it began to harden and I buried it into my mouth. I sucked at him, twisting my tongue over the flared head as he stiffened in my mouth. As my head bobbed back and forth he began to match my movements, thrusting his. My mom, Sumona is a busty, buxom Bengali lady who makes heads turn even at the age of 42. She loves and cares for my family a lot. But lately, she often tends to yell at and punish me and my father for even the smallest of mistakes. I suspect that her shrewd nature is a result of my parents’ lack of sexual activity in the bedroom.My mom is in the peak of her sexual prime and her body craves a good hard fuck, but my dad is too old, and his smoking habit has made him less of a man in the bedroom.. However, he let that thought rest for the moment; he gave her the coffee and as she was nude decided to match her attire. He returned. She had finished the coffee but was just sitting, he gave her a quick massage on the neck and then moved to her tits, these he gave a substantial attention to, especially the enlarged nipples and it could have been because she was beginning to dribble saliva from the corners of her mouth that he stopped, pushed his cock against the lips of her mouth and snapped.. She took me in her warm mouth, tonguing the crown and then giving me a very slow, thorough blow job. I am not that big, but I hit the back of her little mouth, and she held me against her, relaxing her throat and taking my crown into her throat. It was marvelous. Slowly, she pulled off, went back down, then deep throated me, tightly on the sensitive crown. She crawled between my legs and again swallowed my, as she forced herself down harder, farther, and when she came up she had thick spit.