His mother had noticed the tensions between Suzie and him. She had grilled him over breakfast trying to discover what he had done wrong. Like any woma... she had naturally assumed it was the man’s fault and was determined to pry the information from him. After getting the truth from him, she had declared that it was his fault and that he should make amends.On top of everything else that had gone wrong, he had stopped by the school to feed his lobsters only to discover that the habitat was empty.. Maine use sofe ke sahre khada rakha aur nighty upar kar ke piche se uski gand masalne laga. Aur chut me ungli karne laga. Woh thoda dhire dhire moan kar ne lagi.Maine bola aaj randi bani hai na to randi ki tarah awaj bhi kar. Aur woh jor se moan kar ne lagi. Ahhh kaha ja meri chut. Aur me uski chut ko chatne laga. Abhi maine usko sofe pe bitha diya aur meri puri jibh uske chut me dal ke chatne laga.Woh apne boobs jor jor se daba rahi thi. Ab maine uski gand pe ungli guma raha tha. Woh madhos ho. What was interesting about him was that in his garage he had a motorcycle and nothing else. And this motorcycle he used to drive to poker nights. Did I mention that he was in his fourties. :)Today was wednesday.I had all my preparations ready probably a couple of hours before he was expected home. The weather was nice and it was about the time where it begins to get dark. I'm not sure. It's already dark for me, so I wait. And wait. The vibrator does some good, but the wait is killing me. I. .."that is just like a female squirter! Honey, you are such a good gurl! You deserve a reward." She sits on my face and takes my limp cock in her hand as he continues fucking my ass, and she slowly works it hard. She furiously strokes my cock, knowing I can follow my sissygasms immediately with a regular orgasm. I lick and suck at her pussy which is dripping down onto my nose and tongue. I feel my already thrumming prostate swell....oh my god....she shifts aside to let me see her stroking me,.