Vasu apne khayalo me itni khoyee hui thi ki unhe pata nahi chala kab wo ajnabee uske blouse ka button khol diya aur uske petticoat ke nada khich raha ...hat. Achanak se usne nada kheecha aur petticoat niche gir Gaya. Gore gore jaango me red laced panty koVasu sharma kar apne haato se dhak rahi thi ki us ajnabee ne uske haath ko bagal kiya aur uske blouse nikal diya. Red bra, jo unke choochi ke size se chote the mano kahe rahe the – mujhe dabaao- mujhe maslo – mujhe chuso. Vasu realized she was in. The light went out in her bathroom and I put the ladder away in the storage shed behind my house. When I moved away from the shed I saw her standing in her lit bedroom, facing the window, seemingly waiting for me. Embarrassed at having been caught peeping, as it were, I nevertheless looked at her. She was completely naked, revealing a body I had often wondered about. She seemed unfazed that I could see her. Her face lacked any expression, but she began massaging her breasts with her hands. I. I’ve never had my cock sucked when I‘ve been sitting like this, probably is how prostitutes do it. She is bobbing up and down on my cock, twisting her hand at the same time as my pre cum glistens on her lips and my shaft.Before I come in my mother’s mouth, I stop her sucking and I get her onto the bed. I start kissing at her feet working my way up, when I reach her fanny her legs lift and part and I am funnelled in to her slit. I work on my mother’s fanny licking and sucking them soft pink lips. You remember, both Curt and I had bypasses, and that was 10 years after we quit smoking. And it’s been 10 years since that. Well anyway, that’s water under the bridge. We’re still attempting to keep active. ‘Back to the matter of this case, I was getting some work done at the house to make it easier for Curt and me to remain in the home. Looking out the window, I saw the contractor’s truck being vandalized. I called the police and then started recorded it on my phone. What did we ever do before.