The sounds of our love-making filled the room. The loud, wet smacking of our bodies even drowned out the noise of the crops in the wind. Like two wild...a****ls, we clawed and fought. We showed little tenderness and affection for each other as we fucked. There was nothing but white-hot lust flowing between us. Our depraved craving for gratification had to fulfilled first. I sawed my huge, hard cock into my mother's soft, clinging channel of flesh like my life depended upon it. I fucked her harder. So I continued sucking biting her nipples, grabbing her boobs and squeezing them. That made her moan softly. Her hands were touching her own butt, but she is doing nothing else.So I kissed her softly, but she tightly closed her lips. I kept up with my soft kissing and, slowly, she relaxed her lips. I started sucking her beautiful lips and after a while, I asked her to kiss my lips and Jhanky opened her eyes and started kissing me, just soft kissing which caused me to moan softly as I felt this. The orgasm I'd anticipated overwhelmed me, and my semen spurted forthfrom my cock in great geysers, spraying all over Bindy's startled face,along her cleavage, and over her firm, round breasts. Another fountainsplashed over her, and another, followed by yet another, and she wasdrenched in my warm, white semen. She smiled at me, her face covered insperm.* * *It was easy to get Bindy to believe that business had called me toThailand. To stay "rich," I told her, as if I lamented the fact, it. The following week started off quietly but as the week progressed, interesting developments began to occur. First, on Tuesday, Kevin met with Hanford to discuss the material that he and Denise planned to present to the Program Committee. Jeremy continued with his meetings with Amelia’s anti-FGM girls’ group, discussing their campaign, brainstorming topics for articles, and going over articles they had written to polish them for publication on the Realist blog. Then on Wednesday, as Amelia and.