She stroked over Silvia's shoulders, but avoided her neck and her belly any contact with the breasts of her mother. As Silvia believes to be almost in...ane because Marie leaned over and whispered something to her mother's ear "What should I do now ??" Silvia had not spoken a word since the beginning of this ludicrous situation and her neck seemed to be lined with sandpaper as they tried to answer her daughter "Strei .... prank .... Schtreichle my boobs please" Marie smiled as she was. .mian uski chut chatata raha ..wo lick ho gayi ….ab uski baari thi usne mera lund nikala aur chusne lagi ..aur jab tak mera spurm uske munh main aa gya ab Maine lund uski munh main doabara daal diya …kayuki mujhe lund chuswana bahut acha lagta hai ..wo mana karne lagi ..maine jabardasti uske munh main dala aur ulta hokar uski chut chatne laga wo bhi garam hoa gayi aur mera lund dabara chusne lagi …hum 2no 20 minute karte rahe ..fir maine uski chut main land dala …wo. " But they could have tortured you! People will do anything for large amounts of money."I laughed heartily. "Mom, you watch FAR too much TV! There was never any possibility of their torturing me. They needed my active cooperation. I've got a head full of complex mathematical formula, rules for when to use which formula, how to combine them, etc. It's all incredibly complicated. There's absolutely no way they could torture that stuff out of me. Even with my active cooperation and honest intent. When you told me about fucking my ass, you said it loud enough for them to hear, and now I'm wondering whether they will participate. I am also wondering at why I'm still hot between my legs, and ashamed to be such a whore.My hands moved down to your skirt, the knife making short work of cutting if off, it falling to the floor. You now only have your panties covering your near naked body.My eyes wildly scan the length of the train cart, but we seem to be alone- the four of us. No one to sound.