Fole duto bara kacha kachi khara hoye fusche.majhe char angul fak.ebar kakima ar sei juboti bouti bichanay elo puro nengto hoye.ese dujon dujoner dike...mukh kore aste aste du hatu te vor diye bara dutite bose porlo.kakima boslo bisher barar upor ar sei bouta jar nam rita she boslo kalur barar upore.ebar dujone komor tule bara duto ba hate dhore guder chedar mukhe rekhe aste aste chap dite laglo.bara duto ektu ektu kore guder moddhe dhukte laglo.dui purush baradutike sojore chap diye guder moddhe. I start kissing her back and it was just sooo passionate i couldnt believe it. "Mom im not gonna be able last much longer i need to cummm sooo baddddd!" As i break our kiss. "Well i guess theres only one way to fix that babe?" And whats that mom?" My mom stands up and grabs the bottom of her panties that cover her pussy and pull them to side showing me her super wett pussy. "Look how wett you and your dick get me baby." She reaches and grabs my hand and pulls if toward her pussy for me to. About 20 minutes later Becky knocked on the door to the exam room and walked in and locked the door behind her. She had prepared herself before time by removing her bra. Only the telltale outline of her panties showed under her loose blue scrubs. Her pendulous breasts swung freely and her hard nipples pressed against the thin fabric as she walked into the room, something that did not go unnoticed by Mr. Richards, who was sitting on the exam table. As he coyly watched Becky walk in, he could. “Well, I was thinking about the first day we saw Mary Tang. I know the way that SHE looked impressed us all but I was thinking about her slave. He was in that one-piece leather suit; completely enclosed, strapped and padlocked in, silenced, featureless to anyone seeing him. It was obvious to us that his Mistress had taken great care to have him like that. Mary must have thought as carefully about how he would look as about how he was to be restrained. She might have him dress that way because.