I’m Ajit (fake name) from Kolkata (the place is real). This is my first story on this website so please forgive my mistakes. Please feel free to wri...e to me at my email: . I had been following iss since class ten. Everything in this story is real except the names and places. Please cooperate with the length of the story. It will be a sequel story, so I’ll be publishing the rest part later after receiving suggestions from you. The first part may be boring and uninteresting, but the upcoming. That will make any payout they have to make smaller. Me and Rodney here are those bodyguards. Now, if we say fuck it and walk out, you no longer have insurance and your concert is canceled. Now, if you were some big star they might worry about the crowd going off on them, but you ain't. You are just a wanna be at this point. So, if we have a situation we can't control, like an uncooperative client, we walk. We walk Soda Pop, and you are finished in the business period. Your thug friends are not. She had never experienced anything in her so deeply, stretching her open with such a fat girth and her mind was overwhelmed by the emotions of knowing it was her son, a boy that had slid from the pussy he was now filling so wonderfully in another more manly way.Kim remembered the relief she'd felt when he slid from her pussy as a baby and now the sating relief she feels as his huge dick forces into that same pussy, his mother's pussy. Each inch he entered her filled her with more guilt at the. I have even made her pray. I reckon there is an untapped symphony waiting to be written. But I needed release, so I picked up the pace and I made her scream as she bucked against my mouth and came real hard. As she calmed I picked myself of the floor and landing on top of her. I kissed her deep and hard and she kissed me back just as hard, tongues fighting for control, each of us moaning into each others mouth."Amy, I need you to fuck me now, I need release really badly." She rolled me over and.