"Not an easy task, but I think the prize will be worth it, right?" I asked and soon the words crossed my lips I felt my face burning in shame and I sh...ugged.He grinned and brought me closer, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing my body against his. "If will it worth it? I'm one hundred percent sure you will never forget this weekend" he said with both hands cupping my ass cheeks.The rest of the week passed as fast as a bored slug and the closer I got to Friday, the more anxious and. Her groin was lathered and his handsome young face was coated with cunt-cream, from his forehead to his chin.At last she sank back with a sigh,Jerry kept on munching her cunt, making sure that he had milked her to the last drop.As he lay belly-down on the bed, his cock was pounding like a jackhammer, jerking his ass up and down at the tail end of his hard-on.And now that her pussy was happy, Claire was yearning for his teenaged cockmeat. She lay with her face turned up and her hot mouth. Prakash stopped what he did and told "I am curious. How all these things started between you two? I just couldnt imagine how a son got guts to ask his mother to go to bed with him"I explained everything that happened.Prem : You bitch. You told you are not a prostitute. That is a fucking lie. You were a prostitute even before your son started fucking you. Now Prakash, dont waste time and continue ravishing her body.Prakash pulled Amudha's nightie up slowly revealing her super-smooth fair body. Uh-oh. I was definitely more awake now. But fuck that felt good! I splayed my left knee a little more. And was that a soft sigh I just let out?Where was my shame? Had this city and this country and this climate taken it prisoner? Shouldn’t I do something? Roll over at the very least? Oh, but that cool breath…It was getting more intense. Or at least, more vivid to me. Now each waft was touching me intimately. The first few had stopped at my knees. The next wave had only run out of steam.