The next four days, in night, I just fucked mom to quench my thirst of lust. I fucked her without any protection, because her periods were already ove.... But, I was wanting to get her just like my wife. Just like an elder wife.But she preferred to be in dark all time during sex. Yes, in the mean time using hair remover, she had changed her reproductive organ from vagina to pussy ! That morning, my father phoned me & enquired about mom. He told me that today is their marriage anniversary & he. He coughed to try and break the spell, then poured oil over my husband’s back and began to massage him. I stood by and watched. Vishal had moved from massaging Rohit’s upper back right down to his thighs.”What about his butt? Aren’t you going to massage his butt too?” I asked in an innocent tone of voice.Vishal actually blushed and little, and I thought that was so cute! He had probably massaged a lot Of gay men with whom he then had sex, but now here he was with a husband, a straight man, and. "So, you are still here, Larry," he said.I laughed out loud. Fred was well along, into his early 70s I guessed, but you didn't slip much past that old man. "How'd you know it was me?" I asked.In answer he just pointed to a small mirror fixed above the chair where he sat. I hadn't noticed it before, it was unobtrusive, but it gave him a rear view of the lobby behind him. Good idea for an entry guard, I guessed, he knew not only who was coming in but who was going out as well.He started to stir. And don't forget to say the magic word, little girl." Please, Mister Henry," she pleaded. "Give me that big cock. Please. Rip me apart, you fucking bastard. Fuck this little white girl."As her captor took her left nipple in his mouth, the head of the giant boxer's cock knocked at the door of her pussy. He teased her with it, mostly just to lubricate it for what was to come. Then, in one quick stroke, he thrust the entire thing deep inside her and held it there as he grabbed her hips. She gasped.