The other was African-American cause I could him talking, wearing a loose yellow tank, and high cut blue drawstring swimmers. I remained on the other ...ide of some thickets unseen, I could see directly at them, their cocks were bulging through their jocks, as they kissed each other. I noticed I was not the only one enjoying the show. There was a lean mid twenties Asian guy peering from the other side of the couple who had his cock out but I could bearly make out. Slowly the Asian guy shuffled. The salesman was a young man around 30 yrs old had a good physique and handsome looking. I was wondering if my mom would have ever fantasized him. I wanted her to talk about him. So I started some topic and diverted it to salesmen. And there he was. She started describing the salesman as a good young hardworking man, very friendly and cheerful…and on and on she went. Oh! She really admired him. I thought in my mind, this salesman has got a real good chance. I had always fantasized my mom but it. Phir kuchh der baad dheere dheere mainne poora lund uski choot me daal diya. Aur usko chodane laga, ab uski choot ka dard kam hone par ab use bhee achchha lag raha tha. Mein use zor zor se chod raha tha. Doston ab hame bahut maza aa raha tha. Kyonki vo bhee mera poora saath de rahee thi. Aur gaand utha utha kar choot chudava rahee thi.Tabhee vo kahane lagee aaj tum jitana chaaho jor laga lo mein tum se kuchh nahin kahoongee aur chodo jor se phaad do ise aaj aur jor se please.Ab mein aur josh se. "Ooh," the woman teased. "Are you getting a bit carried away there, Mr Glanfield? Are you getting hot and bothered seeing me all bare?"She mauled herself again, wincing and wrinkling her nose at David. "Tell me, if you were here with me, right now," Mrs Stone pouted, "would you lick me down here?" She slid two fingers into her opening, head lolling back. "Would you, Mr Glanfield?" she gasped."Yes, Mrs Stone," David breathed in response."I suppose you'd want me to suck you, too?" One eyebrow.