Thap…… Thap…..Puch…… Puch……. Puch se pura kamra gunj raha tha uncle jor jor se meri mummy ki gand mare jaa rahe the mummy bich bich me u...he lund bahar nikalne ko kah rahe the par uncle me jaise janwar ghus gaya thaVo mummy ki bat tak nahi sun rahe the lagatar unki gand mar rahe the kuch aadhe ghante ke bad unhone apna lund bahar nikala aur aaaaahhhh karte hue mummy ki gand ki ched pe apna sara virya nikal diya aur mummy ke bagal me let gaye mummy ne bagal me padi chadar se apni gand ki ched pe. He went to get it and Sarah barked, “don’t bother.” Kevin stopped and looked at her. She pointed to another piece of cotton thread under the table, and another small piece of paper in the middle of the room, and finally a black mark on the windowsill. “Not a bad start Kevin, but I count five items not cleaned.” Kevin heard the words but felt the tone as well. Her strict do as I say tone. The one he loved to hear. He knew he was becoming aroused by her tone. Very aroused. He couldn’t stop. Are you asking for permission to terminate the subject so soon into the process?" Sir, yes, I have been given a wide road to get the job done, but it was requested that no extreme evidence of our advanced interrogation techniques be found on the subject's person. That is currently hampering the process since that restriction is severely limiting the tools at our disposal. I am simply requesting that the restrictions be removed and we be allowed to do the job thoroughly. The subject has proven. I could tell by the way she was acting that she was getting very close to cumming again so I got where I could take some really nice pics of her cunt creaming all over him. I was really wishing that we'd had the money to get a cam corder. Anyway she started moving up and down more and more until in what seemed no time at all she was full length fucking off on that huge throbbing fuck pole with her nasty, slimy, slutty fucking sperm whore cunt!!! In no time at all she was wildly cumming like.