Priya muskuraaney lagi.P: Ha mom. Please ek baar try karo. Main bhi tumhey dekhna chahti hu.M: nahi beta, aab yeh sab merey se nahi hoga. Please beta....: Mom aab sharmao mat. Main aur aap he toh rehtey hai. Aur tiger aatey jaatey rehta hai. So agar humaarey saamney aap western dresses bhi pehanogi, toh bhi koi harj nahi hogi.Tabhi mera ghar se call aa gaya tha, aur mainey bataya k main mausi k ghar hu aur late ho jaunga. Tab tak Priya usski mom ko manane main he lagi thi.R: Rehne de Priya,. "What was clear was that she had the crowd. She paused a second, then stood. Then she pulled her dress off, over her head.She was in what was obviously her dominatrix outfit, sort of a leather bikini. She opened a bag she had and pulling out heels, a leather collar, and leather bracelets, she put them on and posed for us. The effect was certainly stunning. "This is the me that the men see," she said. It was very easy to see that she'd be appealing to them. But so appealing that they'd let her. She pulled my head closer begging me not to stop. She began grinding her pussy against my raging hard on until she couldn’t take it anymore. She stood up and pulled her shorts down, revealing her clean shaven snatch. I immediately laid her down on the sofa, knowing I had to taste her sweet juices. When I spread her legs and moved my face close to her pussy, I couldn’t help but dive right in. I started by running my tongue between the folds of her gorgeous snatch. She tasted as beautiful as she. Gliding through the folds, she found my pools of cum. "Here, maybe you'd like this?" As she said this, she was smearing the cumy material across her breasts. It was so fucking obscene. I knew I would do anything for this woman. "Here baby, it's not momma's milk, it's all we have." She was mock pouting, shoving those big cum covered tits in my face. "Suck mommy's titties baby. Mmm, that's it." I was rolling her right nipple around my mouth. Just sucking it for all I was worth, I flattened it.