Hmmm, maybe I am torturing you back to life?” she panted while giggling a bit also.I grunted non-committedly as my hands found her hips and helped t... pull her down onto me. She slowly worked her slick snatch onto my steel rod, impaling herself. It was pleasure mixed with discomfort because I had to piss like a racehorse. Amber had worked herself about halfway down my turgid pole and was almost lost in her sensations. I grimaced; I was in conflict between wanting to continue fucking and needing. Except for that slightly fishy complexion you're a typical countryman."Meaning I was your everyday, ordinary, wimpy Malaysian.She was in a foul mood. I let her subside before taking her hand in mine, grew some claws and drew them caressingly over the top of her hand. That always got her lusty and raring to go, but it didn't work that night. She pulled her hand back and absently scratched it where I had drawn my claws over her skin. She still hadn't made up her mind to change and I wasn't. For all those who have not read my previous experience they can read itThis is infact continuation of that part only. So dear friends, I am again going to cherish my memory of life.So after I released my cum shot in her hands, we both became silent for some time. I was recovering & she was relaxing after her hard work. My eyes were also closed. After sometime, she spoke first.She- oh my god. You are so bad.Me- what happened She- couldn’t you controlMe- you were playing so well, so I got. “Mom… ooooooohhhhhaaaa… Mom!” Devan groaned, just as his cock gushed his thick syrupy cum deep into her hungry pussy, on his fourth thrust into her cunt.“Devan…. mmmmmoooohhh, God… Yes…. come in Mommy’s pussy…. mmmmmmoooooohhh!” Sharon cried out, clutching tightly to her son’s hips.Devan’s thick, hot cum spurted out his cockhead, and splashed into her greedy cunt, she loved it… it had been so long. Her pussy was so sensitive, she felt every throb of his cock, and each squirt of his precious.