. Ich beuge mich weiter nach vorne und muss dann dieses Ding nicht mehr so tief drücken. Ha, das klappt besser... Fühlt sich trotzdem sehr komisch a......So langsam werde ich wieder ruhiger. Was mache ich jetzt nur? So zur Arbeit? Das kann ich ja total vergessen. Und Thorsten dahinschicken? Also, äh, Sabrina dahin? Der hat doch keine Ahnung, was ich da jeden Tag mache und versaut mir nur alles...Während ich versuche dieses Ding zwischen meinen Beinen (wie nennt Thorsten den wohl für sich immer? ). Hamari madam ka name pooja tha aur woh married thi unki married ko 4 saal ho ye the par usko dekh kar lgtai nhi tha ki woh married hai .Woh school time ke badh classes bhi leti thi aur mera maths main hath tang tha toh maine pusha ki madam mai maths main accha nhi hu toh madam ne kha ki mai school mainhi science parah ti par mai ghar main sabhi subjects ki tusion prah deti hu onho ne yh kha kar mera bhi kaam asan kar diya tha kyo ke mai unhe man hi man chodne ki icha rakhi hue thi toh maine. “Mmm, you’re going to fill Mommy’s pussy up with that big dick.”“And flood her with so much cum,” groaned Jenny, her stomach wiggling.I turned my head and kissed my mom again. My hand reached past her ass, sliding to rub her pussy from behind. She was molten hot. She moaned into the kiss as I caressed her pussy lips. Her body convulsed, her juices smearing across my fingers.And then I penetrated her pregnant depths.She moaned into the kiss, her fingernails biting into the crown of my dick. A. I thrust deeper and harder into the soil of motherly love. After 18 years of absence, I was revisiting the place of my origin, the tight entrance of my mother’s pussy.I placed my hands on either side of my mother’s voluptuous thighs, pressing it slightly to accommodate my big throbbing prick inside her tight pink pussy. Oooohh! It felt so good! I never wanted it to end! I wanted to have my cock embedded deep inside my mothers tight pussy forever! I moved my hips in a circular motion so my cock.