Tab sanjay ne ek jor ka Dhakka diya aur lund mom ke gand ko cheerta hua andar chala gaya. Mom toh jor se cheekh padi aur rone lagi “ nikalo bahar ba...ut dard ho raha hai please sanjay mai tumhare pair padti hu” . Par sanjay ne ek nahi suni . Mom un done ke beech sandwhich ho gayi thi isliye hil bhi nahi sakti thi. Wo teeno thodi der shant ho gayi. Dard thoda kam hone ke baad mom boli” thik hai sanjay ab tum dhire dhire meri gaand maro “. Aur phir wo dono mom ko chodne lage. Jab speed badhi tab. As he remembered what was going to happen to him his stomach began fluttering. He got up and showered and shaved. When he looked in the mirror at himself it was like he was looking at somebody else, not him. He got dressed, picked out a tie and went into the living room. He went into the kitchen to make some coffee and found the dirty dishes still in the sink from last night, and a bowl on the floor near the refrigerator. As he bent down to pick up the bowl in his suit he felt like that. He got between her legs and put the tip of he cock on her pussy. Now he didn't have a long cock, but he was very thick, almost water bottle thick, so I wasn't sure once he started if she would wake. So I spread her wide and he started pushing in and within a few min he had her stretched open. She didn't wake, which I was surprised since he split her open, bet she didn't moan as he slid in. Once in he started fucking her and she started moaning and mumbling "fuck me". I was turned on so much I. The laughter subsides, and I get up on my knees.“hhhhhhmmmmm,” I say, “can I open my present now Santa?” I look up at you with wide eyes, and lick my lips. Running the tip of my finger over the bright ribbon. You stand there with your legs slightly spread just grinning and you nod. I run my nails softly up your erection to the head, and flick my tongue just over the tip. Pressing my palm against the underside, my fingertips finally reach your balls, and I slowly wrap my fingers around them..