”“Do you still want something to happen?”I wondered where this question was coming from. As my mind pondered that question, my mouth engaged of ...ts own volition to answer hers. “You know ... not really. I mean, I’m a guy, so from that aspect ... but ... no. She’s not really my type.” I also wasn’t sure I liked the idea of being revenge sex, but that was a separate conversation.I heard a sharp intake of breath ... followed by a long silence ... and a very slow release of breath on the other end.. Swear to god, this was getting me off.“It’s awful,” she said, picking up the paper with one hand and a piece of my bacon with another. “She was jogging just before sunup yesterday across the old suspension bridge near the Arnovsky’s house...” She was actually talking with a mouth full of my bacon! “ ... and a big black SUV sideswiped her and flipped her right over the edge of the bridge! And it kept on going!”“Did they ID the driver?” I wanted to ask. But I knew that would be a fatal mistake.. To maine forcefully wapas bahar nikal liya to usne kch ni kahafr mai uska bobe ka dana dabane lag gya aur dusra wala dabate huve chusne lag gya wo khne lagi arjun aram se..tb tak raat k 2 bj gaye the..fir maine uske dono bobe bahan nikal diye aur uske upar let k ek ek kare chusne laga.mera ek pair uske pair k beech tha tb usne apne pair dono khol diye aur uar fold kar diye jisse mera ghutna uski naram chut ki gili panty se touch ho gya,usne achanak ek siskari bhar li,,fir maine shararti andaz. "Imagine helpless l’il ole me with a basket full of toys and no one to use them on me?" "Aaaah, fuck Mom," I moaned. "Does baby want to fuck Little Red Mommy Hood?" she asked, her hand again on my crotch. "Oh god, yes," I grunted, like a babbling fool. Mom looked around and quickly pulled me into the dressing room. She pulled out my cock, pushed me onto the sitting ledge of the small room and sat on my cock, engulfing it completely. Her wet warmth coated my cock and she bounced up and down.