”“I made you hard so you can fuck me long and hard.”Savita sat on Ashok’s cock facing her arse towards him.“Ummm..yes. Put your cock in. In ...eep”“You’re the best wife…”“Aahh.. Mm… Stretch me out. Oh yes…” –“slam into my pussy. Oh, make me cum hard”“I’m cumming” said Savita.“Not inside. Cum on my face!” – Mmm.. I want to taste you.”-“That’s it. Shoot it all…” – “Umm… Love the taste of cum.”Next morning Savita leaned over Ashok’s shoulder to look into newspaper.“Oh! We should shift to that new. As I breath heavily struggling to hold myself up, you take your finger and scoop up the cum on your face and taste it with your tongue. “Hmmm, yum!”I smile, kiss you, and collapse on the bed besides you, panting. We stay like this for a while until I hear you say, “Now it’s my turn baby.” I see you get up and pick your thong from the floor. “Put this on and get on your hands and knees!”I look at you and can see the lust in your eyes burning. I sneak a smile and start to get up while you get off. His left hand then took over and took one of my balls in the palm of his hand as his right hand moved back over my shaft and started to slide up and down again. A few more minutes passed by before I softly spoke up again. “Would you mind spitting on it?” I had done that too myself a few times and I knew it felt good but I wasn’t sure how far I should ask him to go since it was clear we were both rather nervous, it was like walking over thin ice. Even without getting a response, I felt his. My thoughts also couldn't help but frequently drift to my mom. Karen was my mom's name. After she gave birth to me, she never went back to the family reunion and neither did my dad even though he grew up going to it. He respected and loved my mom so much but before I left for the camp this summer I sensed regret in Mom as if she made the wrong choice for her and for me. I came to the camp for the first time as an 18-year old when I could have been there once I turned 14.Mom picked me up at the.