The more she masturbated the more it seemed no-one was immune from her desires, she dreamt of her friends, her parents friends, even the big titted It...lian girl who lived downstairs from her. She'd never fantasized about a girl before and found it delicious. Subservience seemed to be a reoccurring them to her fantasies and when she thought of Tom, her college tutor, it was always in this way. He would be dominating her and she would be ready to satisfy his every whim.Tom was attractive but. She is a part of me as I am a part of her. Even withthe trust, love and bond between us, we are not going to be a couple muchlonger. We bring out the best in each other and that is why ourrelationship must end."Mary has her dreams to follow and so do I. She is going to be leavingSocal in a couple of months to go to the Air Force Academy. Us stayingtogether would be holding each other back. We will not hold each otherback from reaching what we want in life. Doing so would change who we are.No. Chod daalo is nangi besharam aurat ko. Faad daalo choot. Aaj is choot par sirf tumhara haq hai.”.I got turned on by hearing this from her and pushed my cock in a single attempt. She moaned and cried in pain but I kept drilling my mom’s pussy in missionary style.We both were sweating and she was smelling sexier. I started talking to her like a customer and she also reciprocated by acting like a prostitute.Me: Bahut chudakkad aurat hai re tu to (You are a sex-loving woman).Mom: Hmm. Tere lund ne. His hands were playing with her big asscheeks and breasts, she wanted to end it so she told him to “shoot it out”, he grabbed her left breast and squeezed it while she worked the cum out of his cock, he came on the floor with his knees shaking. When he was done, he ran his hand along her curves. My wife let his dick go, had a bit of sperm on the top of her hand, she grabbed toilet paper and told him to go, that she would clean up the mess. Then he quickly left the restroom, she took her.