Dhawani was wearing tiny pink satin shorts along with a cropped spaghetti top and a jacket which she took out in the car. And Jhanvi was wearing short... again and a t-shirt on top of it which was a little upsetting. I was randomly making fun of Jhanvi saying –Me: You are wearing your every day clothes on a trip. How much effort you have put into your outfit?And everyone laughed at this.To this my friend’s girlfriend Jhanvi said: Wait till I get there. Then you will see how much effort I have put. " Pooja, what you are waiting for? Remove your clothes and start giving him the pleasure worth for his money.Pooja knew she had said it purposely to remind her that ultimately she was only a slut.She slowly removed her clothes and climbed on the bed and sat between his legs. He was leaning on double pillows grinning, waiting for her to start.She closed her eyes. She didn't want them to see her tears. She started licking his balls and cock, taking it fully into her mouth. His cock became wet. I shutter at the feeling of my mothers soft warm skin against my large hard cock. It felt so right. “Oh! I’m really sorry mom. You’re just so beautiful and your body is amazing. Any man would be lucky to have you. To please you.”’ I feel a certain kind of ease come over me as my mother slowly begins rubbing her hand up and down my long shaft. I reach over and cup my mother breast with my hand. Barely covering her large breast my other hand reaches over and cups her other breast as her hand. I know Kim’s cycle to the hour. She’s in her infertile days. There’s no way she can get pregnant right now.”“That’s never certain,” I said, sitting up. “Why even risk it?” I felt weak and rubbery from the strange, powerful orgasm. “I wanted her to have the whole experience.” She reached to stroke between Kim’s legs where a river of cum flowed from her. “Having a guy’s cum in you feels fantastic. It’s the hormones in it or something, right?”Kim expelled a breath. “Fuck, Sarah. This is too much,.