Or aaahhhh….Eeee….Ki awaze nikal rahi the or jharne wali thi…Mene use uske chut pe daru dalne ko kaha or jor jor se chatne laga or daru pi raha ...ha…Itni me uski chut ka pani or daru mix hone laga or me pura pani pi gaya…Kya swad tha…Or phir humne kiss kiya….Or uske boobs chodne laga….Uske boobs chode samay doodh nikal rahe the kabhi…Uske pure chati gili ho chuki thi..Mene thodi daru uske boobs pe giraye…Or uske pure badan ko chatne laga…Wo pagal ho gayi…Thi…Or keh rahi thi..Sam bus ab nahi raha. I asked how long it would take for Linda to get back. LInda had been her son's girlfriend a while back. The had broken up about 6 months ago. Sometime, when he went to her house, he would see her naked. When he did, she would let him fuck her. Sometimes, if she was in the mood, 2 or 3 times. Since she spent most of her time at home naked, he fucked her nearly every time he went there. To pass the time while I was waiting, why didn't I go ahead and fuck HER. Her husband had been hurt and. She didn't break off, just kept sucking. "Oh Mum I'm so sorry I couldn't help it." She finally broke off and looked up at me, a sliver of come running down the side of her mouth which she promptly wiped off with her finger then licked it off. "Thats alright son it's what I wanted, to taste all of your spunk." Mum then got up and kissed me, first just a peck on the lips then a full blown open mouthed tongue down my throat kiss. "Oh Susan Blackwell your not half as good as my Mum at this." My. " Don't tell me you've got it too?" The idea that many of the folk at work had been changed from male to female or vice-versa, nearly made Angie fall off her seat, but Robert, the manager, qualified his fears. "Half the bloody factory is off today. I can't do without you too." I'm sorry Rob, but it's women's trouble for me." She wasn't lying; she'd just bent the truth somewhat."Women's troubles?" I can spell it out for you if you'd like..." she said innocently. There was a short pause, during.