Job kartey hay aur isley woh out of station posted hay ghar mey sirf meri maa aur may rahaety hay Meri maa ek housewife hay,or thora shy kisam ki mahi...a hay unka age 48 ke karib hoga, figure karib 38-30-45 hoga ,sirmey kaley lambey baal hay jo kamar tak atey hayWoh gharmey nighty pahenti hay or bahar jana ho to saariEk dopaher ko main ghar mey tha aur maa sorahi thi,unhay dopahar ko soney ki adat thi,maney socha aj mouka sahi hay maa ko chodney kaMain dhirey sey unke kamrey mey gaya,darwaza. My right hand was over her ass and pressing it as hard as I can and left hand was trying in vain to catch her boob.Now I made her lie down saw her for a while.Heavy heavy melons I used both my hands to catch them and with my lips I was sucking the nipple now I moved to the other boob and did the same thing.I was unable to control and I was literally biting her boobs and she was moaning loudly with ectasy.I now started licking her face she wasnt a beauty but now fully naked I felt she was sexy. Her breasts were smaller than mine but full and firm like perfect melons. She too was shaved and her cunt was wet and ready. She straddled me and pressed her body to mine, our breasts crushing into each other, and she grabbed my hair with her left hand pushing my head back to the wall holding it there. Tilting my head to the side, she looked into my eyes and her mouth came crashing down on mine almost in a bruising fashion. Our fires ignited and we kissed with hunger, discovering every crevice. “Did you climb a tree?” I asked her, surprised at the overhead angles of her last couple of frames.“Yup,” she replied.“I didn’t even notice.”“Why would you? You had your eyes closed.”Her last print was just starting to form up in the developer tray. We huddled at the table, watching the image emerge in the faint red gloom. It was a shot Heather had taken from her high perch, looking down on the pool as I’d floated there face down. The shot was foggy, likely from her use of a strong diffusion.