.and she was an expert. By the time she was done, I could hardly believe the version of me I saw in the mirror.I dare to say...I looked almost...hot!H...wever, you could still tell something was off. If you looked hard enough, you could definitely tell something was amiss, but it wasn't obvious by any means. My Ex had done a marvelous job."What can I say?" she said sweetly. "Now, get finished dressing up and we'll head over to my place!"Without messing up the make-up, I finished dressing in the. Monica and I walked to the bottom of the street where we found our town center hotel, a Premier Inn. It was a cheap and cheerful chain hotel which is more like a Hilton in a town like this. I didn't plan on spending the night here. Not that I had told Monica that. I planned to make an excuse after the pitch at the hospital, and catch the last town out of Dodge.The one good thing about this God awful trip is Monica.Monica is ten years older than me. She was fast approaching middle age. Not that. I tremble with anticipation as you slide your tongue over my clit, which is wet from the excitement of your touch. And slowly, then faster you run your tongue over my clit, then around my pussy, over my lips, and inside of me. Before I can stop, I am climaxing, while you continue to lick me from inside out. As I finish, I begin to roll over to sleep, but you stop me, and are kissing me again. Before, I know it I am running my tongue over your nipples, biting, kissing, sucking, and licking. I. Sharif was in full relief. His huge load fell on mom’s face and quickly while mom was in the shock. He pulled up her petticoat and started sucking and playing with her pussy. Mom while was cleaning liquid with her pallu, drew her into the state of pleasure and held his head taking the pleasure.He continued sucking her until she came giving out a loud moan of satisfaction. She lay on the sofa and said “Mazaa aaya, aise bhi um itna sharif nahi ho jitna tera naam mein hai?” (Enjoyed it, on the.