She would softly say, “Khushboo aiee ab? Paas a kar sungho na! Mujhe bhi to tumhara lund sunghna hai. Agar mein apni choot dikhaon to apna mota, gan...a sa lund sunghaoge? Mein usko achi tarah saaf karoongi. Ek kutiya hi ek kutte ko thik se saf kar sakti hai.” Her voice is delicate, but her words are filthy.Staring at the screen and her legs and her dirty juice seeping through her panties, I’d be jacking off and say, “Dikha apni choot kutiya.” She would glance behind her to see if anyone was. Suddenly, it all came back to her. Any possibility that what had happened the night before might be a dream was immediately overruled. She knew she’d been fucked by her son and that she’d enjoyed it. His semen was mostly still inside her. Some of it had begun to liquefy out of the jelled mass and begun to drip out from her vagina creating a sticky paste between her thighs. Her panties were torn. How could she live with herself considering her religious beliefs? How could she look him in the. She nodded, and slipped her fingers under the strings. She wiggled her hips and the lacy black cloth fell away from her secret mound. ‘Oh Cara!’ I breathed. She had shaved herself bare. I was rock hard in an instant. I wanted nothing more than to bury my cock deep in her newly bare snatch. ‘Do you like it?’ She asked nervously. Her face was flushed with embarrassment again. ‘The magazine suggested it.’ ‘I love it!’ I nodded enthusiastically. ‘You look so sexy.’ My erection throbbed. I could. She pushes on my pelvis area and cries out its too big. I continue, and put my full 8 inches inside her pinhole ass. Again slowly penetrating til she loosens up. She screams on every stroke. Hard and harder I go as she screams. Just before I'm ready to cum I pull out and quickly pull her over and shove my dick in her mouth. The nasty little slut didn't care it was just in her ass. She deepthroated my hard dick and I quickly nutted down her throat. I pulled off the blindfold and she said , what.