The smart boy soon settled into a smooth momentum letting his cock in and out of my moist pussy with tremendous power. The tip of his cock seemed like...going far inside my cunt as my clit had yielded to the long monster of my son. As waves of pleasure started rolling inside me, i looked up to see how my son was enjoying fucking his mother on the floor of the kitchen. ‘tuupppaiiiii’, i shouted as if i was hit by a lightning once i reached yet another orgasm. Tupai’s cock was generating so much of. Ambiguity surrounded me and I figured that the girls are tricking me and I would not reply anymore and blocked both the numbers.Few minutes later meera called me and confessed that she made up all that story to protect her image and not portraying a slut.I consoled her and said that infatuations are normal and are completely natural even I also am attracted to you.She just laughed and was cheered up again. That was the point when my secret sex life started in my own freaking colony.Our chats. And kept slamming it, hard and fast, like a machine. I could hear and feel his balls again, slapping against me. His cock was so big and filled up my cunt so much as this angle I could hardly handle it. I begged him to hit me, and he responded by slapping me sharply on each plump ass cheek. Every slap drove me closer to orgasm. Knowing he was holding my ass cheeks and working them back and forth made me moan and groan while I played with my nipples. While he continued to hammer my cunt from. The artist took my sheet and returned with several copies of different sizes. When he returned, he had me strip off my skirt (luckily, I had chosen to wear a short skirt with a blouse) and sit in his chair. Because of the location, he said I needed to spread my legs and he would work from inside my legs. I glanced up at Mr. Nolan who was smiling much broader now. As anticipated, my pussy was wet in anticipation and the lips easily opened with my legs. The artist noticed and I noticed he.