Once I figured her orgasm was down again, I started eating her pussy again. I reached into my night stand and found the bullet vibrator that was there... Taking it out, I turned it on low, stuck it in her pussy to get it all wet. Then I started fucking her with it, loving how she was groaning and wiggling all over. Before she could come, I stopped again. She moaned in frustration and nipped the hood on my cock head. I smacked her ass again. I took the vibrator, worked it slowly into her ass, and. I woke up hungry. Mom had forgotten to tell me the painter was coming. I slipped on a pair of off-black STW pantyhose and headed down to the kitchen wearing only the pantyhose and an oversized T-shirt.I had been in the kitchen for a few minutes when he must have heard me because he came from the living room to check out the noise. “Whoa! I didn’t know anyone was home” he said. I spun around quickly and immediately realized he was the painter by his attire. “Neither did I, I forgot you were. " She instructed, forcing his gaze down. He watched her wrist flex with each push into herself, his member hard and erect. The silver ring under the head of his penis, his identification, shone under the bright lights in the basement. She stopped what she was doing and messed with the ring. He furrowed his brow in worry, nervous about his Mistress's plans. She sensed his discomfort and left it alone. Walking to a shelf near by, she grabbed a handful of wooden clothes pins, shifting them in her. Abb mera lund takriban pura andar ghuss chukka tha or maosi ji ankhne band kiy huy apne hnotno ko dabay uhy mare niche pyar se leti hui thi or mare lund ka maja le rahi thi abb unka pyar unke face par puri tarhna se dikhai de rha tha. Mane lund ko dhire se age piche karna shuru kia or niche muh kar kar unke boobs ko chosne laga unki fingers mare balno mne ghoom rahi thi unki chut mujhe such mne bhut tight or hot feel ho rahi thi or mausiji ki chut ki dewarno ki ragad mare supade ko sehla rahi.