“lick my arse, etta… oh! Lick it nicely…. That’s how… that’s it…” she was gurgling with my prick in her mouth.I noticed the brown puck...red hole. It seemed slightly large. My saliva had lubricated it well. I could now insert my tongue into it slightly. I spread it out with both my hands. I could now insert it more. She was in ecstasy. Her moaning increased. I then wet one finger with saliva and inserted it into her arse-hole. To my surprise it went in smoothly. I found it somewhat loose. Then i. He removed his shirt & put it on rack above.He was dark & had a big pot belly & had a lot of body hair.He was chewing paan (betel leaf) which he spat out of the window.He pushed me off the seat roughly.I fell on the floor.He towered over me grinning like a demon & dropped his pants & underpants.In spite of the condition I was in, my eyes widened at the sight of his cock.It was almost 12 inches long & more than 5 inches thick.It looked like it had been transplanted from some horse rather than. Obviously not.My mother wasn't what you'd call beautiful or even very sexy, but she was my mother and I loved her. I began to realize that perhaps my father wasn't regularly doing Mom when I was rifling through their chest of drawers one time and I came across a box of condoms there. So, I figured since there were rubbers, that meant that Daddy and Mommy used them whenever they'd fuck. When I went through their drawers again several months later and the same number of condoms was there as the. Up and at ‘em, Cowboy. You have women to ride and a shower to finish.”Morales took the offered coffee, and after a quick sip, set the cup down. Christine was a second too slow in realizing what he had in mind – or maybe she wasn’t. She hadn’t bothered to put on pants yet, and her panties were a poor barrier, at best. As soon as he had them out of the way, his tongue contacted her clit, and she forgot about caring.After a quick breakfast, Morales began moving the boxes of tile, tile cutter,.