His hand moved into my hair as he pulled my mouth down over his shaft, slipping the head all the way to the back of my throat, as he held me there. It...wasn't long enough to become uncomfortable, but as he pulled my head back up off of him, I sighed and took a large gasp, regaining my breath and feeling my eyes begin to water. He brought his other hand up into my hair and then guided me forward again, pushing back into my mouth where he began a very slow, steady rhythm, holding my head firmly in. Usne phir mom ko uthaya aur bed ke upar laya.Main turant bhaga aur bed ke neeche chup gaya.Wo mom ko kutte ki tarah chod raha tha aur boobs ko to bahut zor se squeeze kiya tha maano abhi doodh niklega.Mom ne aankh band rakhi thi.Finally usne mom ke mooh par cum kiya.Usne itna cum kiya maano usne 20 saal se kisi ko choda na ho aur usne aaj subah hi kisi ko choda.Mom ne pura lund chus liya aur woh so gayi.Main niche se nikla aur mom ka bhos dekha to bahut bada hole tha kareeb 2 inch radius kamain. She kept her five foot frame trim by working out every week at the gym with her husband Kyle. She had a nice pair of C-cup breasts and a well rounded ass. Her auburn hair was kept in a cute pageboy cute and her blue-green cat-like eyes made her look almost pixie-like. She didn't mind turning heads, just not like this.Her husband Kyle stood on the porch and waved at her. He was holding the remote that would activate the small egg vibrator inside her. He was still dressed in his flannel drawers. "Have you ever done it with another man?" In truth I had not, and I told him so. "Would you mind if I shared your bed? This sofa sucks." My heart was pounding and my voice a croak as I answered. "I don't know, maybe that's not such a good idea." Michael was a guest in my dumpy hotel room, by the harbor in Vancouver BC, as his hostel near Gastown was having some real problems. This was 1972, or '73. It was a one night thing, and I'd had no thoughts of having sex with Mike or any other man..