He was late, and it was my "honor" to serve him the meal that I cookedthat evening. Dressed as I was, it was with shaking hands that I broughthis dinn...r to him. He looked on with a strange detachment until he tastedreal food for the first time in many years. His comment shocked us all."Any time this feminine creature acts up, make sure to dress her up andmake her prepare such fine vitals as I have ever tasted. If it is thisgood, keep her dressed up."My limbs on shaking heels enjoyed my mother. His hands are on my hips, urging me down. My hands are braced on his shoulders, holding me up. I slide down a little more, he releases my hips. As soon as I feel him release me, I slide back up his cock, until only the tip of his head is in me. I pulse my pussy up and down, just his head sliding in and out. Mmmm, it feels so good. I shiver each time his cock opens my pussy, tingles running up my spine. I can feel him trembling, waiting. Finally, I slide down slowly and he is all the way in my. He demanded absolute obedience and she found herself giving it, sliding her fingertips over her soaked cunt and plunging her fingers deep inside herself, the edge of her thumb stroking and plucking at her clitty until she was writhing with pleasure. She lifted her eyes to him, wretched and ashamed, and he smiled. “Cum, bitch,” he said. The spasms rocked her aching, throbbing body and her hips lifted towards him with a will of their own, as if begging him to fuck her, but he did not, he simply. Mamaji hungrily licked my body and I just lay there in sexual ecstasy enjoying the my body enjoyed by mamaji . Nothing makes a woman more happy than an hungry old man, sucking, licking, biting and mauling her body in full energy. While biting my breasts, mamaji started rubbing my pussy and I gave an instant moan. I moaned and moaned a lot. Mamaji really knew how to treat a woman and his fingers were doing their magic on my cunt. His teeth grinding my nipples and fingers playing with my pussy. I.