It gave me a hard-on. My dick was fighting with my pants for a passage out of it into the cool air. It had become hard even to sit down on the chair a...d so I feigned to be unwell and requested mom to send the dinner to my room. She agreed and soon I was lying on my bed, thinking about Mrs. Sophie and her body (and even her pussy, which I had just felt and couldn’t see). I jerked of my load and relaxed a bit. My mom had sent the dinner and I had it hurriedly. Soon I was sitting at my computer. I release a moan within the confines of my throat as she grips my ass cheeks. So I without quarter bury myself inside her up to the hilt. She yells letting her head fall backwards."Be easy on her, haven't streached out yet" She growls.I don't unsheath myself, but instead lean forward until my lips are against her ear. "Your not my wife, I'm not going to warn you." At my words her grip on my ass tightens and her legs wrap around my thighs, pulling me in deeper, like an arachnid does when it. Dosre din phir unke ghar gayaa to aunti ne phir se kaha ke mujhe phir se powder lagana hai. Main khush ho gayaa aur turant haan kar dee, anti ka kamre main gaya to anti ne aaj mujhe dekha aur meri pant ke taraf dekh kar muskuraa di, Aur kaha ke chalo powder lagao. Anti ne phir se peet meri oor kar ke apna blouse khool diyaa main powder laga raha thaa aur mera haath unki peet par ghoom raha thaa par kal ke tarah unki bra ke belt muujhe parashan kar rahe the, main ne aunti se kaha ke ye belt. He wrapped his hand that wasn’t buried in Maddie’s hair around my wrist and drew me to him. I didn’t resist. His lips were soft and firm, pressed tightly against mine. My eyes fluttered closed, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips slanted against mine and I felt his tongue part my lips. Our tongues dueled lazily, slick and strong against each other. Every once and a while we would nip each other, teasing and arousing one another. It felt like heaven. I hadn’t been kissed in almost a.