I say absolutely, feeling relieved that I can turn and hide my erection, walk to the bin and grab a couple Mt Dew 2 liters and give to her. She smiles...and thanks me profusely. She fills the cart up with her groceries and heads to her car, a little Nissan Sentra. I pay for my items and walk to my truck, two spots down from her space. I notice she is in a walking cast. She thanks me once again, as I am climbing in the truck she is bent over, trying to get her groceries in the trunk. I climb out. Mere muh se awaz nahi nikal paa rahi thi. Meri khamoshi ko unhone haami mai li aur Indian toilet ke styme mai woh mere face k upar bait gayi. Woh apne haath peeche le ke apne ass cheek ko failayi aur apne gand ka ched adjust kar ke unho ne mere lips pe sata diya.Sudeshna madam – (angry tone mai) saswat apne hooth kholoMaine apne lips thode khole aur unke anus hole ke area ko apne muh mai allow kiyaSudeshna madam – ab mere gand ke hole ko apne tongue se lick karte raho aur tab tak mat rukna jab. Then she slid down to a sitting position on the couch. Anticipating the meaning of his mother's movements, Donald knelt on the floor facing her. Vivian wiggled her ass to the edge of the couch cushions. She pushed her shoulders down on the backrest and cocked her knees up in the air."Okay, baby," she whispered. "Suck it up."Donald sighed as he inhaled the strong aroma of his mom's juicy, just-fucked cunt. He thrust his hands under her hips, cupping her sweaty ass globes. With a moan, he buried. “It’s been a while,” said Grant. I shrugged.“Can’t fault your reasoning,” I said.“In our defense, we may be guilty but so are you,” he said, “Yes,” said Penelope, butting in. “It wouldn’t kill you to visit us once in a while.”“Hmm, no, it wouldn’t kill me. I’m just busier than you are; well, I think I am,” I said.“Doubtful,” said Penelope.“Question,” I said. “why the full court press to get me to come to your place. You got a family to be concerned with. I don’t. So, what would we have to talk.