Her heart missed a beat. It’s turning out to be a real challenge. He is so dumb, so unlike his parents.“Where you had gone?” she said changing t...e topic to win time and end the uneasy silence.“To screw a prostitute if you are so interested in knowing,” Nawaz snapped. “And did you go beyond your famous 12th stroke?”“No,” said Nawaz – now his face reddening with shame.“Oh my child – no need to look so depressed. Come to your mum. I can’t bear this expression of agony on your face.” She stood up. This took my mind off any thought of retching and I teetered unstably on my heels as he marched me quickly towards a tree stump. He sat down and hauled me down across his knee. My tits hung freely and my ass was raised up as he grabbed my cuffed hands and held them painfully up with one of his hands. I let out a muffled cry as, with his other hand, he clenched a fist and viciously f***ed it into my wet and sloppy, cum-filled pussy. Thrusting in hard until he was up to his wrist inside me. He. “Madame, in the depository we have fresh corpses not buried yet, we have male and females, this morning arrived a wonderful fat busty mature woman that can be fucked in pussy, ass, and mouth. Moreover we can make everything to her, the body will be sealed by us in the coffin tonight, no inspections tomorrow, you know…”. The widow was masturbating one kid who was cumming on her black dress, his uncle’s smell was now bearable…“Well, let’s go to this depository, is it far from here, it is safe? I. I finally stood up, my face and beard coated with her pussy juice, dropped my trousers and eased my hard cock into her waiting snatch. It felt so damn good as I fucked her slowly at first but then with more pace and pressure. Chris brought one hand down in front of her and started to rub her clit as I fucked her. She was moaning louder now and I was starting to worry that we would get busted but at that point, there was no turning back.I could tell that Chris was getting close to cumming but I.