Wo dikhane me kuch khaas nahi, magar uske boobs aur gaand bahut mast hai. jab wo chalti hai to boobs aur gaand dono hilate rahate hai. wo 45 ki hai, m...gar dikhati nahi. wo raat ko hamare bungalow mein hi rahati thi aur raat mere saath sone ke liye mom bolke gayi thi. Mujhe bhaari jism ki aurat bahut acchi lagati thi aur isaliye wo mujhe bahut acchi lagati thi, aur usko mein pyar karana chhati thi aur wo mauka mujhe aaj mil gaya tha. Raat ko hum khana khar kar sone ke liye room mein chale gaye. “Where’s Jane?” Sybil asked nervously.“Don’t worry, she’s out; won’t be back for a while. He held her closely, his hands tracing the outline of her bra-strap. Sybil felt a little dizzy; she’d stopped fooling herself; she knew what she had come over to her brother’s place to do.Sybil’s hands moved along Ed’s waist, worming inside his pants but her eyes looked into his. Slowly she unzipped his fly and felt his sturdy penis throbbing hot against her fingers. Then she withdrew the expanding stalk. " I, too, started playing with my cock, and as Robert and I fisted our cocks rock solid and slick with precum, mom couldn't control herself. She spread her legs and began rubbing her clit, which was soaked and protruding outward, beckoning us. Even my aunt was licking her lips as she watched us pump our hard pricks. She was kneading her breasts with one hand, while the other found her own wet, hairy cunt. Me and my cousin were breathing heavily while we masturbated to the sight of our moms. As he did so she moaned and allowed her fingers to strum across the bud of her clitoris. As he worked, her forefinger pressed to strip her clit of that small hood and she grabbed his hair with her other hand to direct him to the place where she wanted his attention."Slowly, it's got to be slow," she mumbled as his tongue lapped at the few square millimetres of exposed flesh that was the centre of her pleasure. "Use your hands, I want to feel your fingers in me."He pushed a finger into her and.