I started licking my Mom’s tongue and exchanged our saliva. I kept rubbing moms back while smooch her. My friends were busy caressing moms different...body parts. One of my friend Karan said that aunty you are looking too hot and a bombshell and he slowly opened the knots of my moms salwar and slowly pulled down the salwar. My mom was wearing a black color panty. So my friends started pressing mom’s ass and biting her ass and they also inserted their fingers in moms ass one by one. Mom started. She was glad she hadn’t said anything, for when she looked inside, Tommy was lying on his bed, sheets partially pulled up…and Sandy was once again given an insight to her son…his needs…but better yet, his desire… The air was electric…filled with erotic passions that Sandy thought had long ago been left behind. She could see the tenting of the sheet his manhood formed, watched him working his wondrous cock, vigorously, as he kept repeating, “Mom…oh God Mom…” The time for words was long past…it. And she seemed to do her best to sway her hips and flash her eyes as she walked, which I didn't mind whatsoever. In fact I loved her damp too tight tunic and the sight of her nipples sticking out firmly. The problem was when she started walking into brambles and begging with tear filled eyes, breasts heaving, for me to make it better. That got tiring quickly.Poor little Janey was terrified of our elving captive and refused to part from me. Which meant that I carried her all the way.I was just. However, in this moment of solitude, there was something comforting about that hand, especially when it was accompanied by that deep authoritative voice. Sarah was quickly arrested from her moment of comfort when she realised the voice and the belonged to none other than Parick, fucking, Morrison. She immediately threw her eyes to the heavens, "Patrick, I am not in the mood for your provocation - find someone else to piss off." "Sorry, Sarah. I just thought you looked upset and could do with a.