“MOM!!”, I say nervously again. Indian Sex Slowing my thrusts down I discovered that I liked the sensation along my shaft better than when I was just hammering it to her. Just as we entered what passed as an office she suddenly stopped and turned around. As soon as I pinched down on them, I felt her cunt contract around my shaft, and she let out a stifled scream. I was in sweet tooth heaven. “MOM!! Lick it off? Too late, rope after rope fly out of my cock, pounding the back of her throat. “Oh, very full!”, she says squeezing my sack. She’d pulled her dress up to reach the last few buttons and in doing so exposed everything to my bulging eyes. Both the wisps of hair, and her lips were slick with her juices. Her tits had huge dark red areolas and her nipples were hard. She ran her fingers through my hair, as she watched my assault on her tits. “Gently tiger, you’re a little bigger than your dad,” she whispered as her head rolled from side to side. She had a big smile on her face, then reached over to grab my hand.
