Wo khushbu bohot pyari thi.Unki gand ke gobar ki khusbu muje madhosh kar rahi thi.Ek alag uska ehsaas, mai bas unki gand ke chatne laga. Unhe land seh...ane me bada maza aa raha tha. Main unki gand ke ched ko thoda sa open karke apni jeebh se unke surakh ko chat raha tha, fir dheere dheere chatate hue usme apnjeebh dalne laga. Halanki wo kafi chota tha aur mujhe mehnat karna accha lag raha tha.Bohot mazaa bhi aa raha tha,Aur shayad mami ko bhi achha laga tabhi unhone anpi gand hila hila kar mere. It was all about the physical: her legs and her body and her face, the undeniable urges raging within. My need was irresistible. Lust flared white hot and all-consuming. Desire was a ravenous, slavering beast roaring for sustenance, a hunger desperate to be sated. All of this was a great mass of yearning that needed to be drawn down through me, sucked down into my core until the pressure grew so great that sobbing relief pumped from my cock. ‘Tear it off,’ she urged, sliding down the sofa. . to the occasion? I woke you up for a reason, you know, and not just for breakfast.”“You want some of this, don’t you?” I stuck my tongue out at Mom and then pointed to my exposed cock.“Yes ... and yes ... of course. Being in a Brazilian prison ... was no picnic, I can tell you that. I paid for my crimes, and then some. And being in my son’s loving arms ... wow ... it just fits, you know,” Mom told me while stroking my dick and touching my face.“Mom ... I need to pee,” I warned her, but she. "Here Jennifer, put these things on your bitch," she said, handing Jennifer the bag and proceeded to put the dildo and harness on. Jennifer rummaged through the bag and came out with a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a spreader bar. She smirked as she circled me. She roughly handcuffed my hands behind my back. She pulled the blindfold over my eyes and connected the spreader bar to my ankles."Lovely," Michelle said as she approached behind me. She reached around my waist and unbuttoned my.