Phir maina mom ko bed par leta deya or mom ki shalwar utar kar complete nanga kar deya, choot bilkul saaf thee, magar choot chudwa chudwa kar mom ki c...hoot khatam ho chukee thee, us ki choot main sa gosht bahir aeya huva tha, maina mom ki choot ka gosht moon main la leya or is ko bite karna ka sath suck be kar rahi thee, phir maina mom ki choot khol kar is main apni zuban dal dee. Jis sa mom pagal ho gaee or sexy sexy awazain karna lagi, jis sa maree choot main be agg lag gae.Maina apni choot. She clung onto a continuous orgasm. She felt like she was out of body watching herself holding onto the edge of a grand canyon. Deep below was the abyss of total pleasure. Above was what she no longer wished to be. Her being was telling her to “let go!” She fainted. When she regained consciousness, she was nude and lying stretched out on a dais, high above the floor. Her left leg was outstretched. Her right leg was drawn up. A shaman-master was dancing. His head was covered by a hideous tribal. . They filled out that t-shirt.My pussy grew hot, wet. But no cock sprouted.“Hi, Mrs. Teller,” I said, my cheeks red. I fidgeted, washing my hands before me.“Cassandra,” she said, her cheeks darkening with a blush. Her eyes flicked down. “I ... Right, you’re here to help out with the party.”“It’s gone,” I said, squirming, my eyes burning. “So you don’t have to ... worry?”“Oh, okay.” She licked her lips. “It was just ... a dream, right? Not real. I mean...” Her cheeks grew darker. “You’re a. "Where we going?"Lillian asked dumbly." How about the backseat of my car?" Yeah, that works for me!" she said, perking up.We quickly made our way out of the shed and passed through the house party then walked a block to where the car was parked. I drove us to a small deserted park and found a secluded spot. In fact, it was the same place we'd had our very first fuck."Memories," Lillian said, and while I wiped most of the cum from her face and neck, Lillian maneuvered her dress back up, and one.