Tab mene aunty ko kas kar pakad liya or kiss karne laga aunty bhi mera sath dene lagi kuch der hum aise hi kiss karte rahe or ek dusare ki jaban ko ch...sane lage dosto itna maza aa raha tha ki me bayan nahi kar sakta agar aap bhi try karoge to pta chal jayega aap ko fir hum ne dhire dhire ek duje ke sare kapade khol diye kuch hi der me hum dono nange ho gaye me aunty ki gaand pakad ke sahala raha tha or aunty mere lund ko pakad kar aage piche kar rahi thi or kiss karte hue hum dono bedroom me. In fact I would have to say it wasn't as good. No more big titty fucks. I used to like those. She never wanted me on top much anymore either. Something about me being too heavy.I knew something was up. After thirty years of marriage you really get to know your spouse. I knew her so well that I could tell you when she needed to take a shit. Everything about her had changed. Not just her looks but now her personality that I loved so much. I think her view of me changed as well. It was as though. The screen fills with the sight of my Mothers small young hands coming to rest on each of her ass cheeks. L ittle by l ittle she pulls them apart until her rosebud is revealed,and the skin between her pussy and her puckered asshole is shining and stretched tight. While she is doing that,the man presses himself hard against her,making her growl with lust.She shifts herself,only a l ittle bit and then spreads her legs wider. The tip of his cock finally starts to slide in. Now the only thing. It was now well after midnight,she watched me trace my open mouth past her her slender ankles,past her thighs and lower my deep,red,soft lips to her gyrating crotch. It felt so good as I kissed and licked and sucked on her clitty hood and gave her serious rubbing attention down there. She looked down and could see deep crimson lipstick rings all over her tummy and crotch, and she moaned with pleasure as my nails ran gently across her. As I slid my lips up and down her I could feel the familiar.