I’m a big navel fan… I wish to see it real… It’s amaazzzinnnng… Thank you.. I’ll ping you later..Ank: :)After some time..Ank: Is it Done??...How much time??Me: Aahh..Finally done.. Thank you for your beautiful pics.. Then I sent her my dick pic..Ank: OMG!! It’s nice… i like your black dick.. It’s making me wet now.. Want to stop the chat otherwise I can’t control.Me: Finger yourself imaging me.Ank: I can’t do it in office.. Infact I imagined you yesterday :DMe: Really? You had these thoughts. He moves up on the bed, on her pastel flowered bedspread, so appropriate he thinks and lays on his back. His cock by now is pointing straight into the air.Emma climbs over his legs and positions herself over his crotch. He runs his fingers up and down her slit and feels how wet she already is. She takes his cock into her hand and does the same with it, wetting the glans. Then she positions it under her, and presses down, down, down on it. His cock is up in her to his balls. He feels them. It was only for a few minutes but she locked my head on her vagina with her legs. I could do nothing but to lick it. She was caressing my hairs and moaning. And after a few minutes, she stiffened.She came on my mouth but it wasn’t like any fountain like its told in the stories. Her fluids were flowing out in bigger amounts than normal. That’s when I realized that she came and the final moment came. We were lying in each other arms and feeling each other.After a few minutes I was ready to go at. My juices were flowing; I was getting wet soaking my panties asking myself if my son could see the wetness."Mom...can you...can you take your skirt off...please Mom"Oh Jesus...this was so dangerous, we were not alone in the house."Oh baby...what if...your Dad comes down...or your Sister"He didn't answer, he was just staring at my ass, at my body. As if he didn't hear me, he started taking pictures again. Snap, snap, snap. I looked around, and up the stairs. What was the use resisting, I was.