She loved it - and she knew he was in heaven, all the while looking at her. Savouring it. She knew, all of his was hers. Adn all of this was theirs. A...d theirs alone. His teenage cock was meanwhile wavering under the lustful earthquake that was his mother's flesh, around him. Enveloping him. Wanting to fuck him dry. He could feel his hot white lava rising inside his loins. His dark desires for her making him moan her name. "Mom...god you are the best. Fucking make your baby boy cum. Goddammit,. His helplessness welled inside him and he burst into tearsas the ladies 'Tut-tutted' and shushed him, with Grandma Agatha's tightlypermed blond hair pressing against one of his ears and his own grandma'sshort, greying hair pressed against the other."Nice boys are allowed to cry from time to time," said GrandmotherAgatha, "but only while they are doing their best to be pretty." And sensitive," added Grandmother Valerie. "And I am sure you are tryingto be both."Maid Hilda helped both the. I can almost taste it, or would that be that can almost taste it? The thought almost makes me giggle, but I’m too wrapped up in what you’re doing to me to do so. It all feels so real, you between my thighs. Your words don’t stop, you keep tongue fucking me, bringing me closer. Until I can’t hold back any longer. The goal of me soaking you face is brought to the now. I, somehow, manage to move my fingers faster and feel the eruption of my orgasm take over me. I howl out a long moan, coming so. This was gods cruellest joke on her.Days and months passed by and now my MIL started to stay with us for couple of months so that my wife sneha would feel comfortable and be easy but for some reason I was getting more aggressive with her while having sex and she would complain of the same the next day when she would not get up from bed and sleep endlessly with her clothes all haywire and she was not maintaining herself.She would complain of the same to my MIL and my MIL would smile and say.