Uske liye girlfriend banana bhi koi badi bat nahi thi.Par uske chhote lund jo ki goli khane ke bad bhi sirf 4 ka hoga. Isi wajah se sab usko chhodke j...ate the. Mom ki figure bhi waise achhi hi thi 36-30-40. Mom waise kisise bat bhi nahi karti thi. Magar woh Raj ke jal mein aa gayi thi. Ab hua ye ki Raj ne mom ko kaha, “Seema, meri jan chalo. Maine tumhare liye ek form house book karaya hai.”Mere dusare cousin Anil ne mujhe farm house ke bare mein bataya tha. Meri mom Seema Raj ke bike pe baithi. I was more like my dad, go with the flow and aloof.Mom reconsidered her life goals, habits and way of living several times a year. Dad stuck to trying to eat more greens and saying "yes dear". Their philosophies showed on their bodies. Dad had a typical dad-bod and practical but ill-fitting clothes, often stained, and with patches of holes in it.Mom was a bombshell with a knock-out body, looking like a woman in her early thirties, and not her actual age of 51. She had also recently had massive. His fingers kept moving in tiny circles on my swollen clit. I was feeling like I was about to faint as I was getting dizzy in pleasure. I was feeling like a slut. The pleasure he caused me was just becoming unbearable. My clenched legs were now getting weaker. My feet were slightly moving apart, slowly giving more room for his fingers. I spread my thighs, yet giving more room. His fingers were now moving up and down and feeling my pussy lips through the thin material of my wet thong. I could. .), I could feel it going inside of me and some of it making my face very slimmy. I imagined how I looked. I took some of his milk from my face and started masturbating hard with his cum rubbing on my cock...mmm I wished he had more to squirt on my cock, I grabbed as much as I could from my face that I hadn't swallowed to feel it on my hard dick...., I was so surprised, that I wasn't cumming. I kind of got tired and he started closing up his pants. He put his shirt on and looked at me still.