Fuck me…chodo Swamiji…aapka bahut mota hai (swamiji fuck me but be gentle..your cock is so thick)” My mother was begging the Swamiji to fuck her... So this was the reality of my religious mother and her Gurus!!!!! I could not help getting my own cock hard as I watched my own mother get fucked by the horny swami. I hated my mother! I hated myself for being the son of a whore! I hated this world but my cock stood up in my pants neverthless.I asked myself why did my mother fuck the Swami? What did. She could sense his arousal, though. Trisha suckled more desperately than ever on his fragile testicles, enjoying the ability to at least give him some pleasure. And soon she was moaning loudly while she slurped on Everett's testicles. She was so close. Rayna's tongue was devastating. The tip of the slave-girl's pierced tongue battered the nerve bundle between Trisha's legs just so. Then she nipped forcefully at the hood of the girl's clit and Trisha felt herself plunging over the edge. The. Dolce Giardino was a gift from Kathryn’s father, and he expected many grand children in the coming years, but he wouldn’t get what he wanted and expected. In fact, that home would be the last significant thing he would be able to do for his daughter and son in law. Chapter One It was two thousand six, and Dell and Carrie Philips looked at the tall grand brick home. ‘My god Dell, Dolce Giardino is huge.’ ‘It’s much larger than I had pictured in my mind, but isn’t it stately and impressive.’ ‘I. After going all the way down my shaft again and giving my balls a nice lick, she arched up and whispered, "My pussy is for my husband, but my ass is for you." I wasn't wasting any time either. I grabbed her by the waist and threw her onto the couch, face first, and then buried my face in her ass. Her asshole tasted like fucking candy and I ate it until it was as wet as my cock. It wasn't like fucking freshman girls in the ass, freshman girls always seemed ashamed that they enjoyed it. My new.