Lameya’s pussy was, like the rest of her, flawless. There were no rough surfaces, no blades, no fires, no teeth, no needles. Just soft, wet heaven...hidden behind black pubic hair and perfectly formed labia. What the gentleman was experiencing was little more than confused signals from the brain, unable to comprehend the bliss pouring forth from Lameya’s vaginal recesses. The fact that she squirmed and shrieked with utter delight at the gentleman’s unfortunate situation?well, that was beside. WE TALKED ABOUT US BEING TOGETHER AND SEEIN WHAT WOULD HAPPEN HE SAID HE WASNT READY I TOLD HIM ABOUT ME AND MONTI AND HE WENT ON ABOUT SHANE. I SAW HIM AT WORK THEN I GOT A NEW JOB AND SO DID HE AND WE LOST CONTACT FOR THREE MONTHS THEN IT HAPPEN I GET A CALL POTPIE YEH ITS PAUL. HE KNOCKED AT THE DOOR I OPEND IT HE CAME IN WE WATCHED AMERICAN IDOL AND CHATTED WERE TOGETHER SO WE SMOKED MADE OUT AND STARTED FOREPLAY THEN HE UNDID HIS SHOES I STARTED TO MASSAGE HIS BLACK ANKLE SOCKED FEET. By now my mom was showing no sign or resistance, I slowly took off her sari, and blouse, her boobs juggled, they were almost begging to be sucked, I started sucking on them, with soft bites. By now Jiten was licking mom’s cunt, she was wild, it appeared as if she would pass out from the pleasure. Then Jiten and I changed places, Jiten asked her, “Kaisa lag raha hai kutti?”“Hey, Vickey, is kutti ko bol apna lund choosne ke liye.” Jiten told me. Vickey unzipped his pants and his 7 inch cock. She sat, then jumped back up clutching her recently spanked butt. Still, she followed my order shifting around until she was lying down. She had no choice. I felt kind of bad about her getting beat up, but there was no permanent damage, and she probably deserved it. Among the additives in her medication was sodium pentethol, a truth serum, and a hormone that multiplied the female sex drive. A neural block fashioned from my DNA prevented orgasm, unless in contact with my sperm. Too bad Pammy is.