You dance your fingers between my lips, already open and wet.You push my head back and glare into my eyes. "Don't tease me! Not tonight! Fuck me, fuck... my cunt!"You hook two fingers against my hole and drive them in until your palm is pressing flat against my cunt. You pull them back and slam them in again, your hand pounding my clit with each stroke.You are digging your fingers into each side of my head, your body shaking and thrusting against my driving hand. When I feel you starting to. .. Fuck me! Mmn!” As her hand worked against her slippery, soaking pussy, her legs spread wide upon the bed and the quilts now covering up to her neck. She stared into the ceiling, her only thought on the dashing man in her fantasies... As he slammed his hard cock into the recesses of her fleshy cave and pumped rope after rope of hot, sticky, delicious cum into her womb!She raised her hips, her sole thought on the huge, imaginary dick fucking her into the bed and causing it to creak and bang. She was quite old maybe in her late 70’s or something.She had a hard time hearing and spoke loud enough for a person to go deaf. We were waiting for the birthday girl who still was getting ready. My god when she walked down the stairs from her room to the hall Reshma looked stunning. She was wearing a red chiffon saree the edges of her pallu was black, a black chiffon blouse.Her hairs were curled and the flick left hanging when it came over her eye. She was the perfect MILF. Neelofar noticed me. Immediately my dick was hard. I think my mom noticed that as she slid into the bed. She gave a naughty smile. I was embarrassed and I turned the other side. I fell asleep. I woke up to something moving inside my shorts. I lay still, acted like I was sleeping. I could feel my mother’s warm breath on my neck and shoulders. She was playing with my dick and her pussy. I was hard. My breathing got heavier and my heart beat faster. My mom stopped and quickly removed her hand from my shorts and felt.