My pussy twitches, spasming as if around the strap on, fingers or fist she has not yet put into me. My body knows who is the proud woman here, and who...is the abject slave slut who begs to be worthy to be used by such a golden goddess.“It is yours, Mistress. My uniform, my rank, my body. Everything I have is yours, Mistress. Please let me serve you!” I beg with a desperation that excites and shames me.She bends down and kisses me, and it is good I am kneeling. I would surely have fallen, as my. After reaching home, i said mom “till i change my clothes, you wear one of those sleeveless kurtis and a choodidaar and show me”. She said” ok”. While changing the clothes, i intentionally didn’t wear anything on top, so that mom could see my sexy body and bare fair sweaty chest. Suddenly mom called me into her room. I was surprised! She was wearing those clothes and sitting on the stool kept in front of the dressing mirror. Her hairs were loosening, and her bare back was facing me, having two. I was completely enjoying him. He could fuck me and grab my babies. Mauling them hard, pinching my nipples.He bites by ears and kissed them bringing me to ecstasy. He was slowly moving to my face and kissing them. With his tongue moving over my ears I was feeling ticklish. It kept rolling over my neck, upper part of boobs and nipples. He continued fucking me and it was going on and on. I was screaming in pain and pleasure, his energy and pounding had made me sweat in AC. I was never fucked like. He beckoned me over, and made me place my open mouth just below Amanda's. She opened her mouth, and a mixture of Ray's slime and her saliva slid into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged slightly as I swallowed.Roger and Dave carried on a little longer, and finally with a yell, shot their loads almost simultaneously. Amanda let out a loud moan, as she was flooded with sperm from both sides. Dave pulled out, and my wife raised herself off Roger's cock. She turned to me."Get down and suck.