I smiled and slipped my thong off and put it into my bag. We then came to a farm gate. Alan pushed me against it and began to kiss me again. He then...ran one hand up my leg towards my hot pussy. His finger slid in so easily as I was already soaking wet and more than ready for him! He rubbed my hard clit while his finger worked away inside me, and before long my legs started to shake and I had the most wonderful orgasm, bucking my pussy against his hand until he was covered with my juices. . Yes, guys, it’s true. Her name is Ayesha and 45 years old. She is the perfect milf and doesn’t look too fat. Her son is a friend of mine and I’m not new to her family. Her husband works in one of the MNC company and moves to nearby cities because of his work. For every Muslim festival, I was invited by them and I invited my friend to Hindu festivals. So, I don’t have any intentions of my friend’s mother.One day I received a message from unknown number through WhatsApp. That person is a lady and. He started to lick her there making her moan. He teased her tight ass hole with his tongue while his fingers entered her pussy with ease. She rocked back against him. Since he realised that she was unsteady on her feet due to the pleasure she was getting from him, he made her kneel on the couch holding onto the back rest while he resumed his licking. He licked her in long strokes covering her pussy lips and ass hole. It was literally dripping down her legs. He tasted his sister's pussy and. And I kissed her back. And wrapped my arms around her.When our lips parted she was right there. Close. Blue eyes. Red lips. Smiling. Wisps and tendrils of a delicate perfume in my nostrils. My feet were firmly planted on the sole of the cabin but I felt like I was falling. Falling. A long, long way."Mister Stonewall Jackson, I'm right here. You just went far, far away, but I'm right here." I'm very happy you are, Jo." Where'd you go, Stoney? Was that kiss ... Am I replacing somebody? Memories?".