We were kissing, the passion igniting like a raging inferno, our hips grinding together harder and faster with each passing moment. My fingers digging...in to the flesh of her arse cheeks, pulling her as close to me as I could et her. My legs opened wider, which invited her onto me further, my hardened clit now caressing her and then as she shifted slightly, almost expertly her clit touched mine. Still kissing, we moaned as our clitoris's sent our passions higher, I could feel my orgasm building. As Fiona looked through the magazine she noticed oneparticular story had been read more than once, it evenhad stains on the pages. She was intrigued to find itwas about a mother that dominated her son. The woman wastall and dark haired just like her. She was slim withlarge breasts, just like her. Fiona started to wonder ifher son was really into that sort of thing and if heactually fantasised it was happening to him? Thiscertainly got her thinking.Peter and his mother lived in a large. Fir main bhabhi se unki sex life ke baar me pooch . toh uno ne kuch Bata nhi aur boli rahul phadai pe dhan du exam hai . main fir unse puch tho uno ne mujhe mere gf ki bare me pooch ki tumlog to khoba sex karate hog. fir main bhabhi ka haath liya aur unko lipkiss karne laga toh bhabhi nr mujhe chata mara aur boli ye ka kara raha hai tu mai teir bhabhi hu. Toh main bhabhi se bola ki aap mujhe bhuta acha lagte ho me apke sath sex karne chata hu. Bhabhi boli tu pagal ho gaya hai. Me tere bhabhi hu. ” Gina replied amused “So just about everything about a woman?” “Well I’m a dominant kind of guy. I like pretty sexy married women like you and I like to dominate them. Order them around. Spank them tie them up. Fuck them hard all kinds of ways and make them cum a lot. I take pictures of them to stroke to later and relive the experience. They all liked to see their own pictures.” “That sounds exciting. You have to trust someone a lot to let them have something like that on them.” She said..