Par maine khud ko sambhala our apna hath badaya, to usne bhi ek kutil muskurahat ke sath usne bhi mere hath se apna hath milaya our jaise vo mere hath...ko sahla rahi ho is tarah mujhse hello kaha, our kaha ki aakhir tum aa hi gaye vicky. To maine kaha ki aapne bulaya tha to aana hi tha, is par usne muskura kar kaha ki verna nahi aate kya. To mai muskura diya.. Fir ham unke hall me jakar baith gaye, tab suresh chang karne ko chale gaya. Our shalini mere pass baith gayi.. Uski nazaro se saaf. “Now, young man. I’m going to spank you with the clothes brush and you’re going to take each and every smack with as little fuss as possible,” she spoke sternly.“If you move, or cause me any issues, then I’ll leg lock you and start all over again and beat you until you can’t sit down. Do you understand, Peter?” she continued.I nodded my head at the carpet in front of me, dreading the brush. I knew exactly how much it hurt when used by my History Mistress.“Yes, Auntie Pauline. I’ll be good. I. ‘What do you think? Do you think your mother is a big pig?’ Now, being that she’s already wet, reach down and finger her pussy. She’s really wet, isn’t she? You knew she would be. She’s sopping wet, isn’t she? Now, rub her clit. Harder. Faster? Rub her clit while fingering and sucking her erect nipples. Rub her clit while French kissing her. By the look on your mother’s face and with her breathing through her mouth instead of her nose, she sexually wants you as much as you sexually want her.. I imagine it, the orgasm as her body squirms on me, begging for every drop. Her eyes locking onto mine as she accepts it all into her. But I hold back. I pick her up and slide myself out of her. I will cum into her, I will stare into her eyes. But she will first and I am not finished with her yet. I push her back against the opposite wall and turn her around as I spread her legs and kiss her neck. For a moment I let myself run along her inner thigh. I want her to feel what is about to enter her.