Dubeyji ne fir se meri mummy ki fuddi me jeev dal diya aur aander tak chatne lage meri mummy ke muh se fir se aaahh aaahhh aaaaahhhhh aaaaahhhhh aaaaa...hhhhh aaaaahhhh aaaahhhh ki sikariya nikalne lagi dubeyji ache se meri mummy ki fuddi ka ras pi rahe the unhone apni aankhe band kar rahi thi aur meri mummy ki fuddi ka ras piye jaa rahe the.Kuch der aisa karne ke bad dubeyji ne meri mummy ke dono jhango ke niche hath laga ke utha diya unka gand ka ched samne aa gaya dubeyji meri mummy ki gand ke. Then her eyes drifted so quickly to the tent in my trousers, it felt like it never happened. She walked slowly, her hips swinging seductively and she lowered herself divinely onto the seat. Her legs spread wider this time and as the bus lumbered forward, she sank deeper into the seat and almost angled herself towards me. Still ignoring me, she raised one toned leg onto the seat and I could stare directly at... Not her underwear or thong, but at her pussy! My jaw dropped and appreciating the. “Don’t let him down,” I told her, “do everything he asks of you and don’t forget, be the slut that you are, for your Master.” Throughout that week, I also chatted to Andy. I gave him the street name and area but not the house number. I told him that if Emma didn’t send him the text, then the moment was lost. Andy agreed. I was at work early on Friday morning. I kept watching my watch or my phone or my computer clock, ten o’clock was already upon me and I wondered whether I had put Emma in grave. Next, I stood up and dropped my pants and boxers, leaned in again, and slipped right into her, again taking my time. She wanted me to go harder and faster for both of us, but I paced myself. After waiting for her to have a second orgasm, I couldn't hold back any longer, and flooded her with my seed.After resting for a moment, I went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet to the large tub, cleaned up a bit, and finished undressing. Darcy was nodding off as I got her to sit up. As I helped her.