I was alone. Every minute, I thought my Mistress would return. Hadn't she taught me enough of a lesson? Wouldn't she come back and get me in a few min...tes.How had I gotten myself into this? It started as a game. A little teasing. Some payments. A little more. Some information exchanged. She was so sweet when we met. It would all be a game. Until it STOPPED being a game.Time moved on, and I moved into a doorway, out of the view of the street. I was scared. This was taking forever. Police sirens. I don’t know about other women. But when it comes to anal fuck I liked it better when the man takes charge of affairs.Suvendu exclaimed loud, “This position is the hottest I’ve ever witnessed. Sonali, you look like a bitch in the heat with your son’s cock in your as. How lascivious your swollen pussy looks with your thighs parted so wide. Son fuck your mother’s ass as hard as you can.”“While I obey your command, dad, why don’t you get up and fuck mom’s mouth and get your cock whetted? It will. She did with a sexy fling of her hair and rubbed her gravid form, from her breasts to her belly to her hips to her belly to her tits again. I grabbed her by the hair, took a kiss from her and spun her around before caressing her tight ass. She arched her back and pressed back into me before I bent her over and she spread her legs again, bracing herself against the Jeep. I finally slowing down enough to look down and realized my penis did look noticeably bigger than it ever had. I didn’t. As the songs changed, Sarah twisted, turning in Tonys arms and swaying in time. His mouth came down, breathing hot and hard against her ear, sending shivers down her spine, then quickly nipped her neck. Sarah retaliated by bending over and touching the floor, then working her way up, sliding her ass along the already hard cock twitching under his jeans. Im really glad you didnt wear jeans this time, he muttered against her ear before he squeezed her ass under the short denim skirt and spun her.