I’m sure there’s little chance of that. Knowing your sweet Jill, the next time you’ll be seeing her will be Sunday night when she finally has to...come home for a rest and for a change of clothes for Monday.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Luther was done with his taunting as he turned away from the camera and concentrated his efforts on enjoying Jill’s tight pussy as he started a slow and steady fucking of my prone and strapped down wife. Sometimes reaching forward to fondle. This is a feeling that is indescribable. Now I had her legs slightly spread with her boobs hanging out of her blouse and her saree lifted to almost her waist. I could see all this as I propped myself on my hands on her sides and giving her gentle strokes and controlling myself as best as I could! She was liking it but she did not close her eyes. She was starting right into my face and the more I looked into her face, the faster I stroked inside her and soon I came inside her. I felt so. She had her coffee cup in her hand and was just about ready to take off for work. My alarm clock was still over at Jill's, so I was glad Mom had to be in at 7:00 today.I let Jill sleep while I used the bathroom, then came outside. She was sitting up, leaning back against the couch, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were a little red and she looked beautiful to me.I leaned over to kiss her and she turned her head so that I got her cheek. She has a thing about. It wasn’t a big dick like hers. How did she get it? I wanted to ask, but her tonguing felt so good I just moaned out my pleasure. My back arched into the sheets. I stared up at the ceiling.It spun.“Oh, my, yes!” I moaned, my toes curling. “Ms. Harland, you’re eating my pussy!”“Such a sweet cunt,” she moaned. “Like eating my own daughter’s.”Her own daughter. “That’s so naughty!”“Mmm, it is.”She slid her tongue up my slit again and caressed over my clit. My bud burst with more pleasure. I.