The motel was cheap but clean. I freshened my lipstick as Randy paid thenightie clerk. Seeing that I was tipsy, Randy swooped me up in his armsand car...ied me to the room. He was not taking any chances. His rock-hardpenis needed relief.When you are drunk, sex feels so good. Randy was one of the larger boysif you know what I mean. I think if his good Catholic girlfriend was toexperience his gift, she might fight less with him. His stamina was oneof the house's best. My lingerie was what he bought. ." I moaned. Her head bobbed a steady rhythm, and I tied her hair up in my palm, not wanting to obscure my perfect view. "Fuck yes," I said quietly, rearing my head back, gazing up into the ceiling. "Fuck yes, suck my cock. Suck your son's big fucking cock. Gobble it right up."My words rewarded me with a long, steamy moan around my cock. I felt goose flesh flow through my legs in waves. I looked back down at her."You like that? Huh? You like it when your son tells you to suck his cock? Huh, you. .To say that I could remember every detail would be a lie, like I said, I was drunk. But here is what I do know. Somehow we both managed to get but ass naked in her car. My usually first play was to eat her pussy, only this night, I wasn't shy about it, not only did I eat her pussy, but I ate her ass out too. Something we'd never talked about doing, we'd tried and failed at anal once before so it had kinda been a no-go zone. But on this night, I didn't care and by her squirms she loved it. When. Maine bhi jaan bhujh ke jyada jyada dhamkiyan deta raha aur Bimla uttejit hoti rahi dhamkiyon se. Usne mujhe apne upar leta ke haath aur paanv se jakad liya aur mere hoth chuste hue meri jeebh ko chussa.Bimla ne ab mujhe chod diya aur kaha ki woh uttejit ho gayee thi agar kuch jyadati hui ho toh maaf kar dun. Maine kaha mujhe bhi is tarah hi bebas karke tumko pyar karna hai. Aur uske haath paanv bandh ne ki baat kahi. Bimla taiyar ho gayee. Maine uske haath aur paanv ko acche se baandha.Bimla.