Soft moans escaping my lips as his palm slaps hard against my rump, the ripples of pleasure making me tremble as my arms go around his neck to pull hi... in for a deeper kiss, unable to get enough of him. My body quivers beneath each stroke of his hand across the responsive flesh of my back and my head arching with the pressure of his hand pulling my hair, arching me backwards, exposing my breasts to his full attention. His lips trail away from mine as one hand grips my firm, supple posterior,. .. ming!!!" she gasped as her body shook uncontrollably. Her rectum flexing against her mother's tongue, buried inside it, and her pussy throbbed violently as her mother's hand strummed her clit through the climax. "Ah!!!!! Oh!!!!! Mom... my!!!!!!!!! Fu... ck!!!!!!" Tiffany screamed before collapsing.Moments later, she came to. The shower was off but her mother was still inside the tub with her. Both lay exhausted – two heaps of crumpled flesh – catching their breaths. Finally, Tiffany turned. She could not face me and I comforted her and said, “it is okay. Why have you never farted before bhaiya?” She said, “he is never at home”I made a face and said, “bhabhi, ashok bhaiya is never home when you need him, don’t you feel irritated?” She smiled and said, “you are there, why should I crib?” I answered, “because ashok bhaiya is a chutiya, or he does not have a lund?” She burst in to laughter and then made a serious face, “of course he has that thing but he does not have time to use it.”. I ran my hands all over her body, making sure I rub her pussy from behind everytime I touched her ass. This drove her crazy as she moaned softly into my ear. I immediately dropped to my knees, and looked at her, her eyes burning with lust, as I sunk my face into her hot pussy. I began licking her in an up-down motion, this turning her soft moan into a loud one of utter lust and pleasure. I made sure to push my face as deep as I could, I wanted my tongue to do as deep as possible into her.