You think i was joking?" his voice was stern, a sternness that I've never heard, as he stared at me like a hungry predator playing with its prey. I wa... the prey.Before i could say anything more, his fingers glided down my slender body and danced between my opened legs. I gasped out of surprised. I looked at him. His look was very different from the Luther i know, very carnal, very...male! Without a warning, he pinched my clitoris, sending wild ripples of hotness and lust throughout my body. I. And then it came to her, as she watched herself selecting a white blouse and a skirt. It had been one of the visits to Marlene’s house. Simone had done her makeup.It was then that she wailed for the first time, as the realisation hit her that in all probability, her knicker shots, and maybe even worse, those with her and Jim, would be on the tape. Her thoughts turned to their second visit, and their love making with Simone. She screamed.“Please, this is wrong. Please turn it off” she. .let's see how wet you really are..." He looked up at me waiting for my reaction.I gave him none. I gave him a go ahead by not saying anything. Slut...Jesus, I was a slut. He hooked his finger under the thin martial of my panties covering my pussy and moved them to the side exposing my steaming cunt."Oh God Mom...you're dripping...you're so fucking wet" He exclaimed staring down at my wet cunt."Uhhhhmmmm...Oh my god..." I was in heaven by permitting my son to treat me that way."Here lets take. Please chor do koi dekh lega woh bolne lagi toh muje barf pighalta hua mehsus hua. main fir bisakha ke dono lips ko susne laga. lekin bisakha mera bahon se nikal ne ke liya chatpatana laga toh maine use kas ke pakar liya and ek hath se bisakha ki boobs ko masal na suru kiya toh woh phir se karah uthi. tavi maine usko apni goodi main uthya aur bedroom main le geya. use bed main patk diya and main uske upar uth geya and uski blouse ki hook kholna suru kiya toh woh mera hath main pakar liya and.