We moaned into each other's mouths, herfeeling the cock deep inside her pussy and her clit being stimulated,me with her cock deep inside my ass.Mommy ...icked up the pace and pushed harder and faster. Deep, hard, faststrokes, the sweat flying off both of us, Mommy pounded into me, untilfinally she yelled and shuddered against me, having had yet anotherorgasm. Instead of collapsing on top of me, she pulled out and rolledme over, pulling my ass up so I could be taken doggie-style. She pushedmy head. V me blue flim laga de.(dosto can u bleave ye humari sirf dusri mulakat thi) mai ne kud per control kiya aur wo bar bar mere land ke taraf dekh rahi thi maine aapne aarmaan putri tarha se aba rakhe the. thodi der baad wo bahot garam ho gai aur ek ek kar aapne kapde utarne lagi aab mujhe control nahi hua aur mere lund ne tent bana diya mere pent me. wo kahne lagi mai shart jeet gai lao mere paise to maine kaha ke jo admi t.v me lange hai usko dekh ker mujhe mazza aaraha hai isleye mera lund itna. I was sure I'dalready lost my father's. Was the pleasure and excitement of dressingup like an adult woman really worth the impending loss of respect?I wondered what my father thought of me. I'd probably been adisappointment to him my whole life. I looked like the perfect son onthe outside, but he was well aware of my lifelong struggle to stay outof my mother's closet. The lure of Mom's clothes was bigger than myability to resist, though, and he knew it. It probably didn't matterto him that,. There was a difference between walking the streets without the watchful eye of his parents. He was reminded the last time he was in the city, and how his mother told his father about the girls in certain areas of the city. Even though his exploration was short lived, and unsuccessful with having to head back to the house. The feeling of being out by himself was a bright spot to what he thought would be a boring day.Like the night before, Thomas was resigned to eating alone. The missing presence.