She sat there, my cock had finished delivering it load and was now deflating inside her. Janet smiled real big and asked me how I liked it. I told her...it was great and that I wanted to do it again. She said she was hoping I would say that. I asked her about her husband and if he would be mad that we had had sex. She said they were getting divorced and I should not worry about that. She said he did not know where she lived and that she wanted me to come over any time and be with her so she could. He unbuckled his belt and without warning shoved his dick into her vagina. Ava yelped, but the hanger held her down and began ramming her without mercy while getting his way. Ava hates how her beasts slapped against the car each time he thrusted into her, she hated how she moaned loudly, she hated the fact that her body was betraying her and enjoying it. That she was moving to the rhythm of him raping her. She felt her climax building up again as she moaned loader and breathed more and more. When she tasted, she used only one finger and ever so slowly slid it into her mouth, closing her lips around it before pulling it out, all the while holding my attention with her twinkling brown eyes. Our tasting rapidly turned into one hell of an erotic episode.I reached over, cupped her chin in my hand and brought her lips to mine. As before, the kiss was soft and our lips barely touched, but it was enough to send tremors clear to my toes. I slowly ran my tongue across her lips, hoping to. So basically I had many friends in and out of India due to my constant changing of schools.This story is about my mother who is 50 years old now and was 44 then. She is a normal Maharashtrian lady with a plump body now though she was thin and agile when I was small. She is a loyal lady. Let’s say that for the time being. I have no idea about her stats. She looks a bit young for her age and that is hereditary because even I look 16 when I am 22. It was the rainy season of 2010 when our friends.