Moore kept frigging, Sylvia’s juicy cunthole began stretching. Her pussy slowly opened up as the big thing exerted more and more pressure.“Ohhhhh,...yeahhhh, Mr. Moore. Oh! It’s good – mmmnnn, ahhhh, ah, oh, yeah!” she moaned. Her ass began moving against the hand and the big thing pushing into her pussy.The man frigged Sylvia’s cunt harder and faster. With his hand, he held the slut’s pussy spread. Sylvia’s pink fuckhole yawned open to allow Mr. Moore to put his cock in. The man smiled, while. I pressed her boob. She closed her eyes. As no one can see us in the back, I kissed her in lips.She enjoyed it for a few seconds then pushed me away. But I didn’t stop. Again I kissed her in lips. This time she didn’t stop me. I was kissing her and pressing her boobs. To my surprise, mom pressed my bulge in the pant. She then opened the zip and freed my dick from my underwear and started stroking it.I don’t know what came up to me. I grabbed my mom’s head placed on my dick, she understood what. I don’t know whether she was aware of my intention neither was I aware of her intention. The game of hiding and seek was going on between us. After finishing cleaning work she went to bath. I decided to go out for some time so I shouted from outside since she was in the bathroom to inform her about this. She asked me to stay for some time and let her finish her bath. While I was waiting for the bath to get finished I started imaging what she would be doing in the bathroom. Her actions to remove. When she had fantasized about losing her virginity, it had always involved taking a guy she thought was hot and cool back to her dorm room after a night of dancing and talking. Being gang raped on a rough wooden table by a bunch of rednecks was too horrible a fate for even her darkest nightmares.She couldn't let it happen. She strained mightily, trying to pull her wrists from the hands that held them, but they were too strong. She kicked back, hoping to hit Brad in the knee or, even better, the.