I was now deep inside my stepmother while sucking on her big round tits, and I couldn't have been happier, and for the next couple of minutes we staye... just like that and we both loved it."Yes Joey! yes! yes! yes!" my stepmother began to groan.I was now pounding hard and fast into her wet pussy, and she was flexing hard against me wanting every inch of my cock deep inside of her, and after slobbering on her boobs for a bit longer I looked up to see the lust in my stepmother face, and then she. Few words about Tamilselvi. Even though she is only 22, she is equally taller and charmer as Malar. In fact, she has bigger boobs than Malar. Tamil has long hair on her head and her boobs look well shaped from seen outside. Whenever she wore nighty, one can easily see the protruding nipples. I asked Tamil whether she was not feeling well.S She smiled and said no no. She has prepared coffee for me and given to me. I have again asked her why she was dull and pale. She told me nothing. I asked her. The two things which had bound her to him, love and lust were now being denied her and she began to realize how she had been used and now virtually discarded. Her fear of him was still quite real, her will having been successfully broken during her training, so running away remained a non-option for her, but she at last had the time alone to think clearly on her own decisions and conclude how easily he had manipulated her for his own purposes, whatever they might be. Her deepest sadness,. She was all tears and so apologetic.” “That’s when you broke up with her.” “That’s when she broke up with me.” The bitterness in her words made me flinch. “She told me she couldn’t trust herself with me; that she needed to set me free for my own good. She left me alone when I needed her, left me to wake up each night from the nightmares of drowning when I needed her arms to hold me. Oh shit!” The last few sentences had been interrupted by sobs. I did the only thing I could and pulled her to me,.