Come with me and let me show you my house. I was just seeing that how warmly she is introducing every corner of her house. I come to know her name Ros... (name changed).She took me in garden and suddenly it rains. We got wet in rain and when we enter to her home she slip into my hand. It was because her slippery floor. We both were wet and looking in each other eye. I kissed her lips and she shy and went to her room leaving her sandals behind.I saw old man standing with his stick and said what. I could see his cock bulging in her throat.That’s how deep he went. He keeps it there for about 10 seconds, and my mom’s face turns red from the lack of oxygen. He finally pulls his cock out, giving my mom a sigh of relief. My mom starts to cough and lifts herself. Her saliva is dripping from her chin as she catches her breath back.She looks at Mr Kay, still gasping for air and starts to laugh.Mom, “You fucker, my throat hurts”Mr Kay, “Haha, a lot more is going to hurt yet, slut.”Mr Kay walks. The tide pulling you out to sea. Old age. It's always a gentle but firm flow. It's always easier to just go with it," I said."Are you trying to bullshit me?" she asked with a smile playing on her lips.I laughed."I don't know," I replied honestly. "Maybe I'm an asshole, and this is more fun. I don't imagine eating jock shit is a tasty experience." They're going to win, you know. They have numbers and at least two of them really hate you."I was aware of being well known in school but her. She was pleading him to pull open her snatch and eat her deep. Peter placed his fingers on either side of her slit, applying pressure to marvel the opening of her folds to offer him, her steaming pink core covered with shining viscous fluid; out of her, sexy smell million times stronger. He continued stroking her with his flat tongue going all the way down her snatch, making Rose scream as his tongue slithered her pussy. Although stretched but still she was decently tight and tasty. Her smell,.