I pumped at this pace for about 10 minutes.Mrs. Carlson spoke, “I’mmmmm cuming NOW!!!!!!!” With that she flooded my cock with her juices. Her pu...sy really got sloppy. I picked up the pace and started pounding her pussy deeper and harder with each stroke. The pressure started to build and I knew that I was about to explode. Mrs. Carlson was in her own world, her eyes were closed and her head was moving from side to side. I knew that I could not last any longer. I exploded in her drenched pussy.. Main ab apko or bor nahi karonga. Yeh kahani aaj se 4mahine pahle ki hai. Meri ristedari main kisi ki death ho gai thi mere mummy papa bahi ja rahe the. Sorry main batana bhool gaya ki mere ghar mai teen log rahte hai main, mummy or papa. Us din mare mummy or papa unhi ke ghar jane ke liye subha se tayar ho gaye the. Main baha nahi ja raha tha kyu ki mujhe dukan per baithna tha. Mummy papa subha bali train se chale gaye main ghar me aakela tha. Isliyf maine programe banaya ki aaj bf le ke. This coupled with the fact that M.’s relatively wide opening was the perfect size for the width of my penis, and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I probably should have tried to switch positions so that I could maintain greater control/stamina, but I just loved being fucked by this woman, I didn’t want to miss out on a single plunge of her pussy. Well, the good news was I didn’t miss out on a single plunge; the bad news was there were only three more of them! The last of which brought me. Her comment puzzled Danny, but he wasn’t curious enough to follow up on it. He said, “I’m thinking I should swing by the library and check out the paper. Mr. Chandler mentioned the article about software specialization in class, and I have no idea what it said.”“That’s not a bad idea,” Val said.Danny headed towards the library. Val walked along beside him. He didn’t think to make any small talk.She said, “You keep talking about your art project like you’re having problems with it. What is.