Main sari botle pee gya.Usne bhi pee liya.Geeta-yaar aaj bahut maza aaya.Aao fir shuru karen.Dhire-dhire speed badhana.Raj-ok.Chalo ghodi bano.Main us...o bed k ek kone pr le aaya.Khud bed k nichhe kada hoker dhire-dhire dakke marne lga.Mere har shot pr uski aah nikal rahi thi.Har dhake ka apna maza tha.Ab maine bahut hi dheere dheere lund ander dalta.Fir bahar nikalta chut k ander ragad khane se lund ko bahut maza aa raha tha.Log jor jor se dhakke mar kar 5 minute main sex kar lete hai.Magar. I was getting more concerned by the minute. This was unlike her not to contact me to let me know what was going on. Eight o’clock. My stomach was churning. Where was she? Why hadn’t she contacted me? My fears began to gain an advantage over my reason. Had I done something wrong? Had I offended her? I began to review our time together since my arrival at the airport wondering if I had said or done something that had made her unhappy. My mind was racing trying to identify something, anything that. I glanced up at his face and he smiled so I got on my knees and took that semi- hard cock into my hand and began to play. It was only a matter of seconds before it was rock hard and I took the head in my mouth. I let my tongue run all around the head then slid this cock in my mouth. It was a good size and one I can handle. I began to suck and suck which was awesome, playing with his balls then rubbing his ass. As i said earlier I like to be watched and by now there were at least five or. When I said so, mom hugged me rolled over and there she started undoing the button of my jean & pulled down the zip. The semi-erect cock was just waking up and by the time she slid it to my knees, he sprang up as if someone poured a bucket of water over him. She slowly rubbed her fingers with her pointed nails all over the boxes and the more my dick felt her palm the more it grew.Running her fingers along the length, “ Now I have to stop calling you a k**”.Me: Sorry lady, you should have.