“Um, she was, uh, playing with my clit. At the same time. Sir.” Emma was embarrassed to admit that, especially with Mike screwing her butt with th... kitchen tool at the same time.“Damn, Emma, I need to meet these neighbors of yours sometime,” Mike said as he continued to tease Emma’s back door.“So,” he said, “I think I need to give your butt a taste of something bigger. What do you think of that?” Mike was testing the waters – he had no idea how she would react.Emma thought that Mike’s dick. Suddenly the blockage was removedand she could feel the fluid rush out of her ravaged ass. Shame floodedher as she once again passed out. This time when she awoke, it was to the feeling of cold waterbeing sprayed on her body. She realized that the milking machine hadbeen removed from her aching tits but she could feel that they were still misshapen,the nipples and surrounding skin stretched down, hanging like a cow's udder. "Shecertainly smells like a cow, her tits look like a cow, she. He was holding a good position in a private firm. She has inherited lot of fortune on her husband’s death by way of compensation and insurance claims. Besides she too works as a Head Mistress in a school and early handsomely. Owns a fairly big house at Chennai. Got her daughter Usha married to Suresh very recently. Since Suresh was working in Mumbai before marriage, he did not have a place of his own at Chennai. His parents are in down south near Madurai. Just before marriage Suresh had been. Rich and deep, they said; her mature pussy was rich and deep, possessed of an intense fascination for her son. Robbie had squirted it hot sheath full of his explosive semen not once, but twice.The seat of rapture, she thought; this volatile, adjustable organ she had tried to ignore most of her life was now the center of her existence. Probably it had been meant to be, but she'd wished she didn't have it, wished she never had to think of her vagina.Until now; until she had ventured to finger.