Monika ki massi pagal ho rahi thi aur maine apne lund ki khaal ko peeche kiya aur supaade par cream lagwaai aur ek jor ke jhatke se monika ki massi ki...gaand main thel diya woh chilla padi aur usski aankhon se pasni nikalne laga main rukk gaya itne main monika ki maa kitchen main gayi aur oil garam karke le aayi aur lund aur gaand par cotton se tapkkane lagi gaand soft ho gayi aur dard kum hone laga aub massi maze lene lagi aur monika ki maa usski chut chaatne lagi thodi der baad mera lund. Her mother had been trying to get the two women back together for a while. Neither one of the women had seemed to want to reconnect but her mother, in all of her infinite wisdom, had decided to take things into her own hands. She had secretly scheduled a play date just like she had all those years ago when she’d noticed that her youngest daughter hadn’t had too many girl friends. Martha had gone to the school when Emmie was in second grade and noticed another young girl who had been a bit of a. She smelled nice too and tasted even better, her breath smelled slightly of alcohol as she snaked her tongue between my teeth and sucked on my own tongue."Take me to bed Tommy"I ran my hands down onto the swellings of her pert little bottom and pulled her to me,"To do what?" To fuck me, to make me fucking squeal, come on Tommy darling, I want you inside me - - - now!"The velvety soft walls of her cunt welcomed me and she purred with pleasure as I began fucking her with long deep strokes."Christ. Weathered from flying and sailing, not horses. It was all perfect. I have never known anything like it, and if Winston has–I know he loved Julie, his last wife, to the day she died, and perhaps beyond–he has been sensitive enough not to say so. Until then, I had never wanted a man more. Not even close. I had never wanted a man to just take me and make me his, turn me inside out and upside down, right, left and backwards. I had heard other woman talk about feeling that way, but I thought it was.