"Now fuck me hard. Harder. Pound my cunt."He finger fucked her hard feeling his mom cum on his finger many times. She felt so good and he had wanted t...is moment for such a long time. As he finger fucked her she then reached down and grabbed his hard cock. It felt and large in her hand. She was going to love riding her sons cock tonight. "Pull you fingers out and lick them clean."She moved him to the couch and laid down and spread her legs. "Look at mommy's cunt. I want you to push your cock in. I give out a sigh of pleasure. They continue this for a moment then Sir Lionel tells me to kneel. I kneel and I feel their cocks all around me. They begin one by one placing their big cocks deep inside my mouth and I begin choking. They continue going even deeper until I am no longer choking and I am able to take their cocks freely. I hear Master say “good slave” and I feel him caress the back of my neck. Oh how good it feels to have him close to me. I can only do this knowing he is. We still ended up having sex 3 times a day, one before I go to work (morning sex), then after I come back from work and the last when we go to sleep. We both were having a great time together. Remaining part will be narrated by swapna aunty herself. We both share the same email I’d, so feel free to message us at It was a friday; ram was at work and called me saying we can go shopping in the evening. I was excited and was ready at 6pm wearing a nice short skirt, tight top showing some cleavage. To me and my friends, Valentine's Day was a day of candy and anonymous valentines dropped in lockers.Every time I went to my locker, there were either valentine notes taped to it or dropped inside and all were signed, which defied the whole point, at least to my way of thinking. Some of them were from the girls I knew and I didn't mind, slipping the awful cutesy ones Claire bought for me into their lockers, too. But an alarming amount were invitations to the dance by guys who's names weren't.