Phir archu mujh se boliii kii raj bhiya aab nahiii raha jata aab tooo mujhe chod dooo please please phir maine kaha thik haiii chal aab ghodi ban jaoo... mai chodtaa huuu aur maine uskeee chud mai aapna lund dalne laga phir dheere dheere uske chud mai mera lund gaya aur phir maine dhaakaa marne laga aur wo chilane lag gae aabhi bhi us ski chud bohoot kase hue the aur wo ohhhhhh!!! Ufffffff!!!111 aase awaje nikal rahe the aur mai usko chode jaa raha tha aur phir maine here dhere aapne speed tej. She was a slim 40-year-old woman and looked perfect, much younger than her real age was. Her name was Martha. We didn’t talk on the way. The radio was on and some slow music was playing.When we drove into the city the question rose where she would drop me off. I told her any place would be suitable for me. Martha offered me to go to her apartment first, to have a cup of tea and talk about our stay at the country house. Of course it was very tempting but I could expect nothing special though. I. She laughed and said "Is that for me!?" I said "Yes of course by your sister might of forgot something shouldn't we wa...?" Before I could even get those words out of my mouth she straddled me and stuck her tongue down my throat. She was wearing spanked so short that the bottom of her perfect ass was hanging out of them. After just a few seconds she ripped off her shirt her perfect tits in my face and was grinding on my cock her pussy was already warm and wet from her workout and I could feel. No.Yes.No.The moral code versus my recent insatiable hunger argued inside me with arguments on each side, although for most of them I didn't know which was which.Sucking his cock just once would give him all the power.Sucking his cock just once would answer my curiosity.Sucking his cock just once would make me a cock sucker.Sucking his cock just once might get it out of my system.Sucking his cock just once would allow my son to resume sucking his cock.Sucking his cock just once would change.