Mere friens aksar ghar atey hay jis may se shahid or bilal hay wo bohut he randibajj hay sale meri behnay unko dekh k bar bar room may ati hay ta k un...o garam kar sake sadia to bina poche tea lekar ajati hay or jhuk k dyti hay jis se us k boobs dono bahir ajate hay mere friends dkh k smile krte hay aik din ki bat hay mera dost shahid mere peche ghar aya mujhe bulane to sadia ne door khola us waqt sadia ne aik tit pent or halfshirt pehni thi or sadia ne shahid se kaha k bhai andar hay ajao may. You certainly are. Okay then a man of seventeen losing control, but I’m a married woman ... and I’m your mother for god sakes!”“And I thought we determined that didn’t matter. Last night you took me to the moon ... no, to Jupiter and back!”“But, Daniel, don’t you see. We can’t let ourselves lose control like that. We have to go back to a relationship of mother and son.”“Why? You said you belonged to me now.”“That was in the throes of passion.”“And wow, what passion that was.”“Passion which. Well I have a new client for the EMTs." I gave the address and closed the phone before the operator could ask questions.The 911 system kept a record of all calls, so I knew that I would have to ditch this phone before dawn. I had bought a couple of prepaid throw-away phones at Walmart for just this purpose. I could afford it, and it went a long way in maintaining my cover.That episode seemed like a good start for the evening, so I left in hopes of finding at least one more rapist before I quit. The thought of what could happen started making Marion horny, under the bed clothes she let one hand slide down to here pussy and the other cup her left breast. Slowly Marion rolled her nipple between her thumb and finger as she slowly spread her pussy lips with two fingers from her other hand before sliding them deep inside herself. Slowly at first Marion fucked herself with two fingers and the hornier she became the more fingers she slid inside herself, eventually as she found that four.