I went and retrieved the soft, plush ottoman from in front of the couch while Jess secured the strap-on harness around Emma’s back. As I positioned ...he ottoman, I glanced at Emma and saw the dildo sticking obscenely from her waistline, her bald pussy completely exposed below it.I got down on my knees and faced the ottoman. I leaned over it, my stomach pressing against the top and my ass pointing backward.“K, Emma, kneel behind Aaron,” Jess instructed. I heard rustling behind me and felt the. ..I dreamt you were my son..." Her revelation caught Preleis off guard. Had she been dreaming of him?? This entire while he had felt guilt over giving in to his want for his mother. And could it be that she desired her only son as well? The thought caused Preleis' cock to surge to new life. He moved harder within his mother, bucking against her until he could feel his cock head hitting the bottom of her womb. "Preleis," she whispered softly. There was no mistaking the wanting in her voice this. I used to call her at night and we used to talk for hours nonstop once i asked her Me: aunty wat do i mean in your life.She: wat does dat mean??Me: i mean wat is my place in your life aunty.She: you’re my daughter’s friend and now even a friend for me.Me: only friend??She: are accha baba u r a very close friend of mine ok?? Khush??Guys I was so happy to hear that from her ki i wasn’t able to express my feelings only the she called me home next day. I went to her place next day she was wearing. Danielle is still holding your cock through your boxers, but she’s not moving her hand. She’s lost in her own pleasure. You pull your fingers out of her vagina. “Don’t stop,” she orders as she looks into your eyes. She wants you to keep fingering, but you have other plans. You move down until your head is just inches from her pussy. She can feel your warm breath against her soaking wet pussy. Danielle moans as you start to lick her pussy lips. “Hmmm, even better.” Your mouth leaves her pussy.