Usne kaha ki jara dhire se dalna , dard hoga, maine kaha ki thik hai dard nahi hone dunga. Aur maine apne lund uski choot ke muh par rakh dheere se dh...lne laga kyonki uski choot gili ho chuki thi to mera lund thoda sa ander gaya koi 1″ hi, maine thoda jorr lagaya to wo chila padi bahar nikalo dard ho raha hai main ruk gaya. Wo shant ho gayi main uske boobs dabane laga ek hath se. Aur thodi dher baad mauka dekhte ek jhatka lagaya to mera 2″ tak andar gaya. Aur wo chik padi, main phir rook gaya. “That why when the police called me I let you keep her.”“It doesn’t seem like you care about the children,” I said.“I care very deeply about them. I make sure they are with people that won’t beat them, that will feed them well, and keep them clothed. It’s just a way of making a little extra money,” she said. She pulled out a check. It was my first government check for sponsoring a foster child. “What do you want from me?” I asked.“Half of this sometime in the next two days and you must submit. “Hi sweetheart,” his mother called as he entered the front door. “We were disappointed you didn’t join us,” she said, walking over to him and putting her arms around him. “I had such a good time, having you there as well would have been heaven,” her hand went to the front of his trousers, “if you want me now we have time,” she said, “Laura rang and said she had met John and they were going to the pictures and your father won’t be home for a couple of hours, shall we go upstairs, it would be. The top of the nightgown slid down over the trembling mounds of May's huge tits. She moaned softly, her nostrils flaring with desire.Kay licked her lips hungrily as she gazed at her mother's big tits. May's tits were like those of a young girl, still very firm, jutting straight out from her chest. Kay's breathing was rapid and sharp now, excited by the thought of caressing her mother's beautiful tits and kissing them.With trembling fingers, the teenager tore her mother's nightgown off and threw.