?shekhar:-tumhe kiss ne bataya.Me :- mene 1 year pehele tumhe our Nisha ki Mom(Sujata)aunty ki pussy me tumhara penis ghusa te huye dekha tha….Shekh...r :- ok. tumane kisi ko bataya to nahi na..Me :- nahi…lekin tum kya kar rahe the…Shekhar:-why….Me:- Bolona please… Sujata aunty ki aavaj aaj bhi mujhe yad he jab tum usaki pussy me penis ghusa rahe the…Shekhar :-Sex kar rahe the….Me :- What, lekin tumane abhi to bola ki vo ladaka our ladaki karate he to tumhari Sujata aunty girlfriend he kya. ”Sandy interrupted, “You called that a spanking, those were barely taps. A real spanking might have done some good.”As the words left her mouth, she couldn’t believe that she had said it. Neither could Dan.“Maybe you should explain your idea of a real spanking”.Sandy hesitated before she answered, but what choices did she have at this point.“Well first any really spanking has to be on the bare bottom. And swats with the hand aren’t anything. My dad always used a leather belt or a thin switch.. "Alright my cum whore. On your knees." Instead, Kim kissed her son. The mother and son stuck their tongues out and started to lick each other's tongues and lips. Kevin grabbed his mother's ass even more firmly and pushed his fingers up her loose asshole.Kim squirmed and clenched her hips to trap his hand between her cheeks.Kim felt his cock twitch under the panties and get even bigger.She giggled. "So impatient!" She squealed, sliding her hand inside the waistband of his panties and grabbing. “Uh, yes, do it, daddy,” she pleads, as I rub my fingers over her gaping, wet pussy.I grab my hard, pulsing cock and slide it back into her; her wet, slippery pussy easing me in until I’m up against her meaty ass. I thrust into her sharply, watching her ass ripple as my pelvis strikes it. Holding onto her hips, I gradually build up my pace, until I’m vigorously pounding her; her ass bouncing back and forth as she moans loudly.“Uh, yes! Yes! Daddy,” she cries, “fuck me! Mmmmm.”I press deep into.