“Ashley, keep on pumping, don’t stop,” I coached her, knowing that she was very close to an orgasm.“Come-on, ten more thrusts,” I encouraged... “I can’t! Something is happening!” she screamed.“Girl, keep on going!” Maria encouraged. “Keep pumping!” “Girl, give it to me!”“I can’t hold it!!” Ashley complained. “Stay in there!” I encouraged“Girl, come on!” Maria encouraged. Suddenly a sound of water squirting in a pulsing fashion filled the room. “I peed! I couldn’t hold it back! Sorry guys!” Ashley. I pushed forward again, gently, provoking a gargling sound as my cock pushed against the back of Mom’s mouth, but still no recrimination. I moved my hips steadily, slowly at first, just a bit ahead and back, but fucking just the same. Fucking Mom’s mouth! Fucking her face!I moved so steadily it was hard to realize I was pushing forward in longer and longer strokes and moving faster and faster. The sucking sounds from Mom’s mouth were louder now, as was the wet gargling sound, but I didn’t turn. Usme se ek thi housewife. Uski sat chat karne ke samay bahut sare bate hoti thi,dhire dhire humdono ki dosti badne lagi. Hum dono ek dusro ka ph no. Mil gaya. Ab chat kam phone pe bate jayda hone lagi.Tab ek din maine kaha ke chalo hum dono ek din milte hay. Mitali pahele raji nahi horahi thi,do hapto ke bad usko manaya maine. One Friday we met at New Market.pahle se thik tha ke hum dono New Market me 1.30pm jayenge .Mai to waha sahi wakt par pauch gaya tha, lakin use nahi dekha to,phone. "In case you're wondering,I learned being mouthy from Ricky." I can tell," mum says with a snort, before smiling as the shopassistant adjusts Lily's dress- a smile reflected on my face as I thinkforward not just to the weekend, and the wedding, but to tomorrow-tomorrow being the fourteenth of February, a date whose significanceneeds no explanation.Of course, looking at it practically, tomorrow is just another Thursday.I'll get up at the usual time, head to college at the usual time, do myusual.