Aur mom ne ruby ko mere khane ka bol diya aur wo chale gaye. Me tv dekhne laga. Raat ke karib 8 bje ruby aayi air khane ke baare me puchne lagi. Aur k...tchen me khana bnane chali gayi. Me bhi uske piche kitchen me uski help ke liye chala gaya. Aur hum kaam ke saath saath baatein karne lage. Tbi achanak meri nazar ruby ke boobs pr padi. Air me uske boobs dekhta hi reh gaya. Itne bade bade boobs. Usne mujhe boobs ko ghurte huye dekh liya pr kuch naa boli. Aur me to bas use hi dekhta jaa raha tha.. Her pallu used to get folded unintentionally off her shoulder from one side sometimes, and this would give me an ample view of her sides of her big round, firm and tight breasts. They stood out straight and were not sagging and leaning downwards. Sometimes I thought that how she would be taking care of those two heavy round globes ? How she would be cleaning them? Would they be so tight and straight if the two huge mangoes were out of the blouse ? The sight of half stomach and one big raspuri. The first time was always quick. Within minutes she could feel her passion rise as her orgasm came over her. Her face took on an intent expression as she grasped his face in his her hands so that she could see his eyes when she came. That was her favorite part. If she could come without closing her eyes it made the whole experience more exotic. She grabbed his head and Anton knew it was time. He watched her as she pumped up and down on him…faster and faster. A slight smile crossed. ” Thank god. Uh, thank god. Overcome with a lovely soaking of release, I kept crying. Mmm. I felt cleansed and un-bad. I did it. I broke through. And I was thrilled-to-the-bone, believing that I pleased him. But at the same time, I felt sad because who knew when I might receive such a beautiful gift again. I was furious at my fleeting sense of gratefulness that this was over. Now, I wanted the pain back. I wanted the stings and the heat and an unending stream of slaps. Hit me, hit me, please.