He also had agreeing to her viewpoints and praising her which inflated her ego and she became even comfortable with him.It was a small bathroom just e...ough space for the tap, a drum, a bucket and one person but somehow he managed to squeeze himself in with her. He brushed his hands over her body several times with the excuse of helping her out. Saroja was confused but it also excited her a lot, feeling another male’s hands brushing against her body. About 5 minutes into this activity both were. I would spend more time sucking her tits and making them hard. I would spend more time rubbing her pussy and fingering it even when I would have finished my job with her body. I would also make her reach climax so that the process remains interesting for her too.Our third encounter was the one to remember. That was because we both gave each other surprises during that event and we were very comfortably placed in my bedroom where unlike the sofa, there was no space constraints. When I went for. My chest rose and fell. Mom panted as she worked her hand up and down my dick.“Mom,” I groaned.“I know,” she said. “You’re horny. This will help you out, okay?”“Yeah.” My chest grew tighter. “Damn, that hand...”She pumped up and down my cock with such stroking intensity. It was incredible. I groaned at it. My heart pounded in my chest, pumping wild blood through my veins as my mother stroked me. She built and built that ache at the tip.My fantasies crashed into the reality of her hand. My balls. . The greatest feeling a woman can have – the pleasure of a sexual climax, combined with the knowledge that you’re committing the ultimate taboo... She rides it out for as long as she can – the dog showing no signs of stopping so long as this banquet is infront of him ... Then she sits up, abs tensing, bringing her hands down from her tits to his head, stroking and pushing at it to give her pussy a rest... “OOOHH MMYYYYY GGAAAAWWWDDD!” she gasps incredulously, looking over toward Dennis ... The.