Aur apna sar kabhi yahan tou kabhi waha mar rahi thi….Phir me ne mom k feet pakre jo k bohut naram aur khoobsorat thay aur foot ki fingers suck karn... laga.Mai aur mom pagal ho gaye thay….Mom ne kaha k apni shorts bhi utaro me ne utar di…Mera dick full khara tha.Mom ne kaha k waah mera beta jawaan ho gaya itna bra ho gaya tera…Me ne kuch nahi kaha aur mom ki tango k beech me aaya aur pussy hairs k beech moun rakha aur pussy k lips pe tongue pheri aur tongue ander dalne lag gaya.Mom jab papa k. She didn’t even know his name. After her fifth shot, Carlotta had pulled him into the bathroom at the bar, unzipped his pants, and slowly, lovingly gone down on him until he’d cum in her mouth.Then she’d invited him back to her place, and gone down on him twice more.He’d been a bit disappointed when she hadn’t wanted to fuck him, but for whatever reason she wasn’t in the mood. Perhaps this was another callback to her teenage days - in her youth, Carlotta had been ... not exactly “scared” of. As I finished my sandwich I saw her come out into the coral and whiney towards the house. Interesting, I thought to myself and rinsed my glass and headed back out to the barn. She walked back up to the fence and pawed the ground softly a few times and turned to put her back side towards me again. This time I took my pants off and with just my boots and my hat on I climbed over the fence into the stall with Brownie. She stayed very calm and just adjusted her stature to again present her still. "Make My Cock disappear, whore! Do it now! Oh, yeah, that's the way you whore." Oh god how I love doing this. I love being used this way. It makes my cunt wet and throbbing for attention. I love having a raw throat and scratchy voice and knowing that it is the result of having Master's thick cock down my throat. My face between his legs, working his cock with all my skill. Alternating between taking his cock completely and licking his balls, swirling my tongue in circles on that most.