I was so turned on that it did not matter that my mom was sucking me. I grab her hair from the back of her head and start to move her head up and down...my hard cock. I loved the gags and her tight throat.After a few minutes of mom blowing my mind away, I could see she was getting tired. Her movement slowed down, and tears ran down her cheeks, filled with dark black mascara. Her face was fucked, literally. I let it up and spit on her face, rubbing my saliva on her face, ruining her expensive. Absolutely tight and even better on your fair complexion. No problems.” She said “ waise achcha hi hai k tum nangi ho. Tung kapron se tumhare jism pe nishan par jate. Its good that you are naked otherwise tight clothes would have left mark on your skin.Ajay emerged as soon as she left. “i saw everything. You behaved well. She questions a lot.”My face clearly showed that i didn’t know how to act with my husband. Ajay reading my mind was calming me:“ i like fucking indian girls. They have these. ” He blushed. He said sorry and I gave him a smile again.In my hearts of hearts, I also wanted this guy badly. I was just 19 and a virgin. He was 26 well build with everything. So the next day when he came I asked him if he had any time in the afternoon. He readily obliged.Temis khech lyaath ethsith hyorr. (His cock went up immediately). I touched his bulge and told him “I want this rod to break my virginity.”In the afternoon he arranged a hotel room for us in Rajbagh. I was excited. It was my. I told her that my brother, who had introduced us, was a coworker of the groom. “What a coincidence,” she smiled. “I’m a coworker of the bride.” We talked a little more, just general chit-chat, getting to know more about each other’s personality and interests. And then we had to take our seats, because the wedding ceremony was about to start. Unfortunately, I was seated on the groom’s side, and Justine on the bride’s side. So no chance to spend more time with her, at least not for a while. .