"Beautiful!" Phil cried.She felt the skirt lifted to her waist, hung there, then fingertips tracing the forms of her cheeks and Phil's warm breath fan...ing them."Pearly," he said. "Like two full moons. You ready, Susie?" Yes-s!" she said, her voice hissing, quite strangely excited, gasping when a wet lash laid a cool streak on her right cheek. It ended in a light suction, which remained for a moment, followed by a gentle nibbling.She closed her eyes.Phil's lips wandered across her cleft to the. Despite the rush of warmth Marasuddenly felt inside her, the maid made her way back to the kitchenwith hurried steps.The maid?s heart was pounding with an unexpected desire. Rita evenwore a perfume which reminded the former Timothy Portnoy of thosefirst few times the debutante tried to bewitch him out of hismasculinity.Her hands shook as she continued preparing the Quiche Lorraine. Shehoped her hot and bothered mind would not sabotage her developedcooking talent. As the Quiche was baking, Mara. Yeahh son!” Priya moaned. She removed her jeans and began fingering herself, imagining Dev.“I’m making love to you mom, Imagine me thrusting you”“Oh…my pervert son is making love to his mommy…ohhh” she moaned.“I’m hitting you..deep and deep and deep mother”“God your cock is so big”“God ma, your cunt is so tight, so warm, so slippery, so wet”“Ahhh son..your cock is entering my womb, your body is perfect. I need you to fill me again….Ohhh”Priya was sobbing in between her moaning.“Its okay maa…”. I took a glance at her lovely, naked body then went back to getting dressed. Mom finished quickly and put her clothes on too. We weren't sure what to do while waiting. Of course we weren't going to have sex so we decided to do normal stuff like eat breakfast and watch TV.We cuddled and watched TV for a few hours and by early afternoon we heard noises coming from the door to what used to be our house. We went over to the steps and waited for the door to open. Several minutes later, the door.