Kuch saal pahle ki hai jab main college me tha.Ye story meri mummy ki hai jinka umar 40 saal ki hai.Smita singh naam h. Mummy bohut tall hai,fair hai,...uska breast aur ass v bohut bada aur khubsurat hai. Mummy ko sab log raste me aur humare neighbour me dekhte h galat nazar se. Wo bohut hi sundar hai aur good character ki woman thi, saree, salwar pahen ti thi humesha but cleavage thoda dikhta tha aur pet v. Now I am coming to the exact incident jab se mummy badal gayi. Mummy ki friend hai nupur. Fuck! What was he doing? Her mind raced. She should stop him, scream, do something, anything! But her previous horny emotions were emerging, interrupting her rational thoughts. No, she didn't want this. These guys weren't hot, she hadn't planned it to be like this. All the while her mind was firing these thoughts, his hand was stroking her breast, pinching her nipple. It felt good. "Look, no, I can't do this!" She stuttered the words. "You can't?" He asked as he slipped her other strap down,. I am squeezing all juice from her ball like we do from lemons. I am pressing them so hard she is crying aaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaah but I am not stop. I press more and more hardly. She is crying more paining. Than I fuck her hardly in the cunt. So many time that she is not getting time to breath also her boobs and full body is red like melted iron. I catch her hair in my hand and pull her head back then knock my dick 1,000 time faster. Her nipples looking like ripe cherry on two big bun pav. One last. When Ken finished, Jim said, "Mrs. Carlson — I assume it is Mrs. Carlson, isn't it?"Kathy quickly nodded but said, "It's Kathy. And may I call you Jim?"He grinned, said he wished she would and then told his story. As he was telling it a beautiful tall blonde woman with blue eyes came up and stood beside him. He said, "Kathy, what Ken said was, I guess, strictly speaking, accurate. However, there are a couple of things he left out. For example, my leg had been pretty badly shot up. The North.