To baat pichle hafte ki hai mere dost ne mujhe ek bf di jo k incest bf thi, Mom and son Waali. To mai cd lekar ghar aaya or maine apne laptop me cd co...y karli or cd wapis karne apne dost k ghar gaya. Fir mere dost ne mujhse pucha tune bf dekhi, maine kha nhi abhi nahi. To usne kha jaldi dekh bahut mast hai yr, usne kha agar tu dekhega na to tera man bhi teri mom ko fuck karne ka ho jaayega. Usne mujhse kha k maine to apni mom ko ye bf dikha kar chod b diya. To usne mujhse kha k tu b try kar. "Will you at least come out where I can see you?" You won't be seeing much." The woman stepped out.She had on bib overalls and a faded chambray shirt. Her shoes must have been her father's, for they were way too big for her. The only thing neat about her was her hair. That was chestnut brown and looked like it had been brushed. It curled around her face so I couldn't tell clearly what her features were. "Where's his horse? I can't go into town without a horse." I didn't find a horse at the. I parked my car and walked into her building. A few of her coworkers spotted me, we had a quick little chat and i told them i wasn't feeling too well so they told me to lay down in their first aid room and that they would tell Rosie to meet me in there. . . PERFECT! Not knowing how long she would be I laid down and began browsing xhamster to kill time. Before i knew it i was watching videos and my hand was rubbing my cock from the outside of my pants. Right before my hand slid under my track. Compared them to Sachi. Jenny came to mind, her slender body splayed open for me. Her tiny breasts, her smallish hips, everything about her was petite, especially her pussy. A smooth little crevice in her underdeveloped puffy mound. So delicate and soft. I remember rubbing the tip of cock over her slit, coating it in precum, making it shiny in the artificial light of the locker room. When I eventually pressed the tip in, forcing the soft puffy mound to part, I actually doubted whether or not it.