"Just a little more."Ginger blew against Marie's clit again, and Marie wept for joy as Ginger's breath invaded her cunt. Marie watched through tearing...eyes as Ginger bent forward, took Marie's pierced clit between her lips and began to gently suck on it, biting and twisting the ring that pierced it. Marie gasped for air again and started to buck under Ginger, who put one hand on the smooth skin of her belly and held her down. Then Ginger put her face between Marie's legs again and started to. Aur fir fut … Fut … Karke pichhe se dhakelta raha …Maa — — — — — -aaahhhaaaa … .Sssh … .Mmm … Mmhh … ..Uuffff … . Mera beta bhukha hai … .. Mujhe chawal de do … .. Aahhh … Shsshhhh … .Aaah … .Aaahhh … .Lala — — — — –are jaldi kya hai, sab dunga, pehle mera kam ho jane do … . Hhhmmffff … ..Hhmff … Ssshhhh …Ab mujhe samajh me aya, ke ye harami lala meri maa ka fayda uthake chod raha hai. Mai firvi chup chap dekhta raha, bhala ek baccha tab karta bhi kya …Wo meri maa ko pichhe se chod ta. I said i had course work to do and I could just stay in my room and listen to my headphones. I was very excited though, was tonight the night for another adventure. I kissed mum good bye and headed upstairs to shower. I shaved my pussy just tidying up but this time leaving leaving a little tuft of stubbly hair above my already swelling clit. I had left the bathroom door open, Pete popped his head in and asked if was up for some fun later. I nodded, he told me to finish drying and then put on my. On closer examination, the red tattoo on Jill’s face looked somewhat tribal. The long strokes ended with sharp ends that curled about in a chaotic yet beautiful fashion. It radiated a deep crimson, acting like a beacon, and I was the hapless moth that was draw to it. I could have sworn the patterns of her tattoo were gradually shifting as if it was some sort of entity and that entity looked like it was giving me a hungry and toothy smile. My mind screamed all the way to her car and if I could.