Pristine dropped to her knees and gasped for breath. ‘Are you okay Pristine?’ asked Kyra. ‘Yes, I am. Just give me a minute.’ ‘You know w...at Pristine? You didn’t collapse or faint. That means you’re getting stronger.’ mentioned Drock. ‘I guess. Thank-you.’ Pristine replied as Drock helped her up. When they turned to the inhabitants again, the crowd knelt before Pristine. ‘There’s no need for you to kneel.’ Pristine said. ‘Oh, but there is. You saved our home and for that we are eternally. Another turn on.My panties were so, wet as I played with my pussy, watching my husband lick my mother's pussy. Iknew I would enjoy this, but not this much. I was close to my first orgasm. This was the most eroticthing I had ever seen as I stroked my swollen clit.My mother got a glimpse of my husband's cock and the sight of it made her squeal in anticipation. Herbreath became short as my husband’s tongue swirled around her clit. Then without warning, using thecream that settled in my mother's. Uske hoth itne rasile the ki kya batao yaro. ab main uske boobs ko bari bari ek hath se dabane laga aur dusra hath se uski pith par phir uski gol matol gand par hath phiraya. phir maine use vahi jamin par uska dupatta bichha ke us par use lita diya aur uske badan par kiss karne laga. phir maine uska top utar diya . usne white colour ki bra pahni thi. kya lag rahe the uske boobs mano abhi hi bahar ane ko betab ho rahe ho. main pagalo ki tarah uske boobs ko bra ke upar se hi chusne laga aur wo. I was greeted by a barrage of boos as I left the mound after getting them in order, and Martin indicated that I was done for the night. I ran inside and showered, and put on a clean uniform without any of the under gear, so I could change and leave quickly after the game.Janacone saved my spot on the end of the bench and I studied every swing like it was the difference between winning and losing.We lost.Detroit one - Royals nothing.Game two was all Royals and we won easily. I sat in the dugout.