.hum ghumainge phirainge maja karenge….maine maa ko patake raakh liya….Maa- to tomhati maa pat gayi….Main -haa…Maa- uske baad kiya huwa…Main...uske bad main our maa brackfast karke movie dekhne gaye aur saam ko market pahush gaye…mari maa mamesha saree pahanti thi …. So maine mako patake mini skirt our jens pahan ne ka liyae mana liya…hum moll main gaye aur mane maa ka size ka thong panty aur transparay bra kharida uske baad doo pencil hill do choti mini skirt and ek jenns aur ek sexy to kharid. ‘We will trust you, Kevin… thank you for dinner.’ The mother finally quietly spoke. He was so surprised he almost asked her to repeat herself. ‘My pleasure. Before we go home, we’ll have to remember to take care of the truck.’ ———- As he left the parking lot, he changed the station to the oldies station and was greeted by the Ronettes… ‘…do I love you?’ It was an age-old question that drove every human emotion and would that question ever be truly answered? As he listened to it, he remembered. We had met before and I felt comfortable with it. After some play with my hitachi, and really amazing fucking, he wanted to fist me (which I usually enjoy a lot) and he had told me he was experienced.(It seems he was not).I provided the lube, but instead of going slow and stretching me properly he put fingers in me then just shoved his fist in me.At first the pain was pleasurable and I was cumming, but then it began to hurt and I had to ask him to stop. He removed his fist. He was rubbing and. He starts unbuttoning his silk dress shirt she stole the night before; reveling her plentiful besom and smooth skin.Marcus Thinks to Himself, "about the beauty of his women and the dirty things hes being pondering to do to her."She bites his bottom lips in anticipation whats about to happen. She shimmy his boxer-briefs down a bit revealing his mostly erect penis, she grabs the shaft gently stroking it towards her. He pre-cums a bit on her wrest just above the palm. he kisses down her breasts.