My fingers played like a piano on her swollen pussy lips, separating them apart, allowing me a shameless look in her sweet and sweaty depth. Her hands...were holding my head, her eyes were closed, her head was slightly tilted back as she stood towering over me between her legs. Her body was shaking with desire and expectation of what was coming. I did not want her to keep waiting and started tickling her large clitoris tip, peeping off the hood with my tongue as well with my fingers making her. David watched, as Peter reached between them, and assumed he was going to play with her clit, but his mom didn't react."I don't know why you want me to. It is wrong! That's too close to i****t. I won't--Ahhhh!" Peter must have finally touched her clit, but then he stopped again, and just looked at her, waiting.Marion placed both her hands next to Peter's head on the bed, and brought her face close to his. David could only imagine the serious look she was giving him. He had to strain his ears to. If we all went North then the capital would be angry at us being delayed. We couldn’t send a maid or Avril in case they too were attacked. Our eventual solution was to travel South as quickly as we could, and then have a messenger sent North. That travel would be delayed in any case as we had to treat the fallen with respect and let the injured soldier recover a little – he could at least travel in the wagon with the cook.The dead Wentos were dragged into a heap and a fire built round them. It. Mam: is there any problem?….me:no no its ok Ghar pahunchte hi wo gate ki taraf gayi or mai piche piche chalne laga, piche se mai unki mast gaand ko ghur raha tha ..unki gaand unki body ke hisaab se kafi bari lag rahi thi…mai unki gaand ke ubhar ko dekhe hi ja raha tha …Tabhi wo achanak piche muri or naughty si smile dete hue boli kya dekh rahe ho?…mai ekdum se ghabraa gaya or bola kuch nahi…tabhi ek 18 saal ki cute si larki ne gate khola or boli didi …aap jaldi aa gayi mom ko sath nahi.