"Vinnie! What are you doing?!" She yelled with a motherly sternness in her tone. I was unphased. Okay, a little turned on, but mostly unphased. "Stop,...this instant!" She demanded, and I ignored her, pulling her spandex from over her ass. Dirty girl, I thought. She wasn't wearing panties. "Vinnie!" "Quiet!" I barked. Spreading her cheeks, I buried my face into her ass, shoving my tongue against her asshole. I heard Mom gasp. The reaction was lovely. I slid my tongue southward,. Maybe it was the rush from her lust or her anger towards Jignesh that made Ramla shout back.R: Then ask your whore mother and who she told you is your father to come to clean it, you son of a bitch.Jignesh started to shout something back, but all that followed was a worse retch. Ramla loosely wrapped her sari around her boobs and went to the door. There was a large bucket near his head placed there by Ramla. Jignesh was filling it with vomit.I got kinky and wore Ramla’s thick panty over my. Well, now we get to meet the mystery buyer, I thought. As he neared us, I saw a nice looking man, maybe around fifty or so, dark hair graying, especially at the sides, trim, about six feet tall or so with a delightful grin."Hi, folks, I'm Scott Momson, looks like we're neighbors," he said as we all shook hands.So, we chatted for a few minutes, found out that he was being transferred here as a production manager for a factory nearby and that it was just him, he'd been married in his twenties but. Feeling all of her, her body pushing against him like small pushes and nudges, not wanting him to let go as she feels his grip tighten the way she wanted him to. Lifting her up after kissing her along her neck, he sets her on his lap, her legs willingly split around his waist as he pushes his head in her. The first push, the push that pokes annoyingly in her tight pussy, begins to wrestle away her pussy walls. They clamp back into position from the first push, again she feels him guide her tied.