She tried to turn around, but before she could her body was pinned against the door, and a hand was placed over her mouth. She resisted the instinctiv... urge to scream, somehow knowing that it would simply make things worse. His voice whispered in her ear, urgently, feverishly. “Sara, I need you. I’ve always needed you, and you are now mine. No one can hear you, so just do as I say. Nod if you understand me.” Sara nodded, trying not to shake too badly. She felt his hand slowly withdraw from her. Then My mom requested him to change positions and my Mom started riding in him. She started riding for around 10 minutes and then she had an orgasm. The Farmer still had not ejaculated. Then after 5 minutes my Mom had another orgasm and the farmer ejaculated in her pussy. My mom laid herself on the floor. She had a smile of relief.Then the farmer told to my Mother that he would bring coconut oil . My Mother told him “No. Not today. I am really happy after so many days and have a lot of work to. VVhat's getting into me, she wondered that I wake up all tit- hard and belly-hot like this? Can sexual activity be addictive? Has all this heavy stimulation of my genitals stirred me up so much that my body is going to start expecting and wanting a dose of sex every time I turn around?She sat down on the edge of the bed and tried to think about anything she had read in her texts on such a theory, and she could recall nothing of the sort. She decided that what she needed was a cold shower. But. Anna starts breathing hard and I can tell she is getting turned on. I stop and tell Anna to roll over and let me work the front of her legs. Much to my surprise, Anna just rolls over with out covering up. Her perky little tits pointing to the sky and her dark hairy snatch on disply showing lots of wet pink. Anna is turned on and ready for me to move in and make the kill. I bury my face in her bush and start to eat her out. Anna goes ape shit over this, she screams that no one has ever done.