I felt his balls slam against my ass. Suddenly, I thought to myself, “This cannot happen to me. I’m being fucked in my own living room. And look a... me. My pussy is dripping wet, forming a total accommodating this man.” He started to put on a tempo as he fucked me with real abandon. I just couldn’t believe myself as I started moaning out loud and started bucking my ass meeting his every stroke. He suddenly took out his cock until just the head of his cock was resting on the rim of my pussy lips. She replied don’t speak like this and I’m your mom. I just rubbed my dick on her back and turned herShe told that it is wrong and we are not supposed to do this. I did not hear her words. I kissed her lips and slightly pulled her panty so that her pussy will be visible and I removed my underwear and stayed naked before her. She has a look on my hairy dick. I know she like it and I started kissing her lips. She asked me to leave but suddenly in one push my dick automatically went in to her. My legs trembled and shook as he finger fucked me. My breaths becoming increasingly heavy and panting. I looked up to see the taxi driver staring at us in the mirror. My eyes had begun to glaze over, the sound of 'slop, slop' increasing as his four fingers pistoned in and up my soaking fucking twat."Oh fucking hell," I mumbled perhaps a little too loudly as again I saw the driver staring at us through the mirror. By now he would have had a perfect view of four fingers slamming in and out of my. ‘Magnificent!’ she whispered to herself, as she admired the ornate carvings of elephants and camels, hauling stone blocks and carrying wooden logs. It appeared to be a depiction of the complex’s construction. Clara shone her torch down the hallway. The passage appeared to continue for another hundred feet, before making a forty-five degree turn. Similarly engraved designs appeared to decorate both walls up to that point. Clara took two steps back, and took a photo of the wall with her.