He groaned even louder. I looked up at him, the look in his eyes was wild! He placed his hand on my head, helping my head up and down on his cock, g...oaning, ‘yeah suck it, mom, suck it.’I worked his cock better than any high school or collegiate girl could do. I ran my lips up and down each side of his hard shaft, licking it like a lollipop, taking him into my mouth, fucking his cock with my throat. My poor, son, squirmed around on the bed, moaning and groaning, calling me a bad mom, a slut. She told me about a group of guys she knew that specialized in anal gang bangs and that they were really gentle and took things slow with anal newbies and she said that I would enjoy it very much and I would get hooked on having men pound my tight ass. I told her to set it up and asked if she would go with me to lend support. She agreed and she set the party up for Saturday night at her place.When I arrived, there were about 15 or 20 guys there, already naked and I saw her sitting on the sofa. Just enjoy and forget. So any girl , bhabhi and aunty nearby wants to enjoy mail me at Ab jara kahani pe aate hai. Bat aaj se 3 saal pahle ki hai jab main apne kisi relative ki shadi me banglore gaya tha. Mom dad nahi ja paye to unhone baki relatives ke sath mujhe jane ko kaha. December ka time tha , hum banglore pahuche.Waha pe unhone ek resort book karwaya hua tha , hum seedhe wahi pahuche, baki sare guest bhi wahi the, agle din sagai thi aur uske 1 din bad shadi, ab main apni aadat se kahan. "Go away."Twisting the handle, I found the door was unlocked. When I came inChelsea was standing in a field of debris. Shattered glass layeverywhere. My sister's altar was now in complete disarray; the candlesbroken off in their holders; salt and other bits of stuff covered theremains of Chelsea's Japanese table, which had one of its legs broken.The pentacle emblazoned altar cloth that had covered it was now rippedin half. The thing that caught my eye, however, was Chelsea's purse,which laid at.