.she asked me why?? I said you will come to known, now quickly sit..I inserted my dick in a single thrust..it touched her womb inside and she cried ou... loudly saying omg..I am going to die today.. As she was saying this I increased the pace she couldn’t take it anymore… I said am gonna come in you …!! To this she didn’t reply..this was a green signal for me as I quenched my body and came into hers, I shouted out loudly saying savita..savita..savita..As I had deposited my semen, a gush of holy. I had named it "that look" because she used it on me every once in a while, but I didn't know what it meant. It was a look I didn't understand at all. It looked half like she was about to smile, like she'd made a joke, except that I never understood the joke. And it looked half like she was curious about something, except she never asked me what she was curious about. It made me feel funny, when she used it, because her eyes seemed to stare right into my brain. There were times when I didn't. My wife grabbed the back of my head and shoved my face into that cunt. I sucked and licked for a long time her clit got real big; it was like sucking on a miniature cock. She was moaning and grinding my face into her cunt. All of a sudden she cum real hard lots and lots of girl cum came out of her pussy I just kept on sucking. She finally pushed my head away and pulled her dress down. That was the oldest pussy I ever ate and it was damn good. About that time the other old lady came up to my. The man was brought up dirt poor. What the old folks back home would have called ‘hard poor’. His mother was a remarkable woman, one of those infinitely resilient patient souls of the old South. She always encouraged him to read, bringing home nickel and dime books from thrift stores and yard sales every chance she got. Times were hard and money was scarce, but that never stopped his mother from bringing him books to read. She knew he was a brilliant child, and his intelligence was an avenue.