Emerson moved his way down the mirror so that he was sat on the floor and moved his hand to Rachel’s crutch where he ran his fingers over her and sl...pped his index finger underneath her panties. Her vagina was wet and soft he circled her clit with his finger numerous times sliding up and down and then inserted his finger into her ever so gently. Rachel was moaning and found it hard to continue with pleasuring him. She had to stop every now and then – he was so good with his fingers that she was. . was it surprise? Lady Rebecca Stirling stood before the highwayman trying to maintain a mask of disdain and loathing. His stare had caught her completely off her guard. The only thing she could see was his eyes beneath the brim of his hat and above his mask. She had seen them look at her, at all of her, she had stopped considering herself an object of desire long ago. Whatever desires her husband had for her had died after the birth of their children. With an heir assured, her usefulness. Her hands grasped his taut balls of ass cheeks and strained to pull him deeper into her clinging channel. Her hot belly arched up and thrust itself onto his crotch, trying to impale herself further on his lance of manhood.Last night they had made love. Today they lusted in an abandoned want for each other.In animal-like hunger, he battered into the soft lips of her open cunt. Each hard stroke seeking and finding the new untouched depths of her yearning channel. Deeper and deeper he thrust into. Maa ki aag ne muje hatane ki bjaye kmr uthakr.Chut ko mere muh me ghusa dia.Or boli haye meri beti. Kha ja isko.Tdp shant kr de iski nigodi bahut khujlati h.Or maa mere muh me hi jhdne lgi.Maine b puri lgn se ras piya or maa k upr aa kr hoth se hoth sta diye.Maa paglo ki trh muje chus ri ti.Jn chumma chati khtm hui.To maa rone lgi maine maa ko chipka liya.Or pucha kyu ro ri ho.To maa boli aisa sukh bahut dino baad mila h. Or mere mobile ko dikha k boli ki muje ye sukh b dila de.Muje maa pr itna.