She was wet there.without wasting time i held my rock had lund & entered into her.she sighed…aaahhhh…ssssss. I began me strokes which she reciproc...ated.my balls were thumping on her ass & the sound of fucking was like thup..thup..phuch..phuch.i asked .mai kya kar raha hoon.she said…loving me.i said…say in desi language.neha…mujhe chod rahe ho…chodte raho…auur zor se …haan aise…aur ander maaro…phaar dalo aaj meri choot ko.bahut pareshan kar rakha hai isne,roz sale tera laura mangti hai yeh.dil. James and Thomas also appeared to be happy, so I got my hopes up. As we got to my flat, we mixed up drinks and beer, and got our shoes off. As I took off my high heels, it occurred to me how much shorter I was than the men I had brought home. Oh well, not much I could do about that, I was known to be of the small type. I felt a bit shy in the little dress I was wearing, but I wanted to look nice for my guests. It was a black lace dress with an open back, and although my breasts were a bit. He was pushing his black cock deep into me to make sure every drop was deep inside and he carried on cumming for what seemed hours. I just stayed there taking every drop and I remember looking to Mike who now had his cock out and was playing. "1 down 5 to go" I heard from behind me. I cum again just at them words. I still couldn't believe what I was doing, just a couple of months ago I was a normal loving wife to my husband and my life was pretty sex less. Now I was a whore to black men and I. I returned to the sofa and tried to watch TV, but my mind was still on my mother’s cute, sexy little ass.When Mom came out of the shower, I pretended not to notice the blue nightie she was wearing. I grabbed the cushion just before Mom bent over the sofa to give me a kiss goodnight.“Good ‘Night Amma”, I said, hoping she wouldn’t notice the way I was covering the huge bulge of my cock. She said goodnight and headed off down the hallway to her bedroom.About a half-an-hour later, I decided to go.