Thab andhera hojayega.Shopping mall ke front me khade hojao.A dher nahi jayenge.Thum meri peeche aajana.Udhar ek aur rastha hai waha jadhe lok nahi ja...he.Udhar se meri flat me aayenge.Thodi dher bad uska message aaya.OkSamko mene husbend ko jane se pahle boli mem jara lete hoke jaungi shopping keliye.Aap kab thak aayenge.Unhone bola late hoga.10 baje thak lotunga.Ok use pahle mem vapas aaungi.Mene boliAgar mouka mili tho aaj kuch karpayenge.Mem shopping mall ke pas ponchi tho rajbeer udhar. . They both must done this before cause the were in perfect timing with the thrust in/out of my mouth n pussy. A let go of my ass cheeks n grab my hips firmly n began thrusting deeper n harder which it was as tho he was reading my mind ! B hands got firmer on my head and he began moaning loud n louder. I thought shit he better keep the noise down as I didn't want my son waking up. But his grip was so tight on my head I couldn't pull my mouth of his cock. B cock was becoming harder n harder in. “I know you don’t know what to say, but I’m just going to help you understand me better. I love you like dad probably loves you. I don’t know why, but I get excited by you, you know, sexually. I know I’m not supposed to. I know you’re my mom and that it’s awful. I know you probably don’t love me the same, because you know now, for sure, that I’m a freak. I know that—“ “Brendon, haven’t you listened to me? Love doesn’t have such limitations. I either love you or I don’t. And I do.” She looked. Peter remained on his knees as he 'cleaned up,' his mistress' clitty,clearly savoring both the moment and the lingering taste."Now, ma petite f?tichiste," she said, "you may kiss your way down myleg and then show us all your adoration of my boots."Winifred, bring me my cloak."Peter hardly needed any encouragement. Her gartered stockings and fineleather boots were the next best things to her beautiful clitty. It wastrip to heaven for Peter. First those sexy, satin covered garters, thenher seamed.