So story start krta hu, kavya ek sexy figure wali simple ladki hai jisne apni figure maintain ki hui hai uska figure size bta deta hu 34 28 36, koi bh... dekhe use to chodne ka mann kre, well wo chutio me mere ghar aai thi jb bhi mauka milta use kis krta momo ko dbata kabi gand pr slap krta bt mauka nai milta,Wo bhi mje leti mere lan ko dba kr, bs din nikalte gae, ek din pta mom dad ko local he kici k ghar jana tha aur 2 3 hours to pkke he lgne the waha main un k jane ki wait krne lga aur kavya. She likes horror films, I like comedies. In the end though there were several things which we both enjoyed, and we talked about them more. Occasionally I’d have to reboot my brain so as to stop staring at her and remember to continue with the conversation. We arrived at her place, and I walked her up the steps to her front door. It was similar to the other old brownstones in the area, with trees lining the sidewalk that bordered the row homes with the stylized railings and landings. ‘Thank you. "Before Lucy could comment on the matter, Becky pushed her mother onto her back, then dropped down between her mother's legs. Becky buried her face in her mother's pussy and went to work, creating a dizzying feeling for her mother. Becky licked, sucked, and kissed her Mom’s pussy in the way that she had perfected in her high school sorority. Eating pussy was one of the requirements of joining the high school sorority. Becky raked her tongue up and down her Mom’s labia before sticking her tongue. She gagged, something she hadn’t done on Frank’s dick. As she did, she felt her tight pussy tighten before loosening again and releasing another rush of air. Her clit shot precum or piss from its tip, through the cage and onto the soft comforter below. He held her there for a second. His cock was pointed a great way to fuck her but not a great way for deep-throating and she continued to gag on him. Spit poured from her lips and all over his balls. For a few seconds he released her and she.