It was too much salty. First I thought she is pissing and she became silent now and was half dead. I looked at her and thought that she is unconscious... I was scared and slept beside her. She took me in her arms and holds me tightly. She started smooch me and was leaking my lips.Mami: you have given me extreme pleasure.Me: thanks mamiMami: please call me shalini.Me: Yes Shalini. I love youMami: I love you too darling you are the best.She moved down and took my tool in her hand. She was moving it. He was absolutely massive.I stopped stroking myself for a moment, as I watched her stroke the guy's big, black cock."Mmm, you're big," she said with a smile."Holy Shit!" Sam said."I know dude! He's gotta be even bigger than that massive dildo she has," I added."I bet he's a foot long."On the monitor and across town, Sam's mom got down on her knees. She placed her lips against the meaty tip of his cock. She kissed it for a few moments and then her lips stretched around it and she took his head. They were strict parents – they did not allow me to date or bring friends to the house, use the internet or listen to music. Dad was very opinionated, and would lecture to the family. We did not dare contradict him. His views were intensely right wing – immigration should be banned, he said – and he hated trade unions. Except the Miller’s Union, where he was a Union rep. I enjoyed going to High School – I learnt a whole different world from my teachers. My grades were excellent, and I was. Being the good wife I figured “why not”, I took another deep drag, exhaled, pressed the garage door opener to close the door and as it lowered I moved over to where he was standing on the stepstool. As I took another drag I pressed the garage door opener, exhaled and began to move towards him. He began to speak but I put my finger to my lips as if to shush him which he did. I pulled his shorts down and out popped his rock hard cock right at my eye level. He started to speak again and I moved.