. where's Prep?" I sent him home. It's just the two of them, there's no need to pay him for an entire evening. He can go home and wank himself to deat..., for all I care! And once their entreés are plated and delivered, I'm leaving, too." What, so you can go home and wank yourself to death, too?" she chided as she threw together the salads for the couple."Very funny, naked girl! Very funny! Have you shown them your tits yet?" I was just getting ready to, actually. Would you like to watch?" Try to. Mere pas koi chara nahi tha…me already 3 travels me pooch chuka tha lekin sab packed thi to maine bhi mazboori me ha bol di…. Ahmedabad se baithne ke bad me sleeper me set huwa or night ka journey hone ki vajah se me thoda music laga ke thodi der time pass karne laga…Bus karib ahmedabad se bahiri ilake me pahuchi thi to vaha pe ruki…mere cabin me dastak hui to maine cabin kholi or paya ki cleaner ek lady ko leke aya tha or muje bola ki inko apki baju vali seat di hai…Mere to ashcharya ka. With no further foreplay, I held my once-again-stiff cock at her entrance and drove it full depth into her steamy, wet pussy. I felt my pubic hair contact her clean shaven mound and heard her gasp. We were both so turned on by this beach encounter we didn’t care who might see or hear us. I felt her legs wrap around me as she pulled me as close as she could. I was buried balls-deep into her and I wanted to go deeper. I began pounding myself into her, urging us to higher and higher levels of. “Sugar?” the girl asked.I ground my finger against my mother’s clitoris and was rewarded with a gush of vaginal juices. My mother squirmed in her seat.“No thanks,” I smiled.“You want any muffins, cake, scones?” she read from her menu.I pressed another finger inside my mother’s vagina. I could only get the tip inside her because her pantyhose prevented me getting it inside her any further.Mother gasped and drummed her heels on the floor.“I don’t think so,” I grinned up at the girl who returned.