In his dream, Alan’s mother is bathing his cock with her tongue, worshipping it like a woman dependent upon it for life. He feels her heat on him ev...en more. That rough tongue is all over his balls. She feels the roundness and fullness of them under her ministrations. But this isn’t a dream.Alan reaches down as his conscious mind begins to take over more from the subconscious’ grip of it. His hand brushes along a head and right away he knows he is getting a morning blowjob. What could be better. Listen budy that was not my father because my family is in Scotland or mayri car MOT k leay gai hoi hay main apny Dad ki car use ker raha hon per please is bat ko class main naheen btana main nay sir say wada kia tha main yah bat class main kisi koi naheen baton ga or main is main kisi koi share bhi naheen keron ga main nay sir ko 200 pounds deay hayn Uzma k for 2 nighs please tum is ko kisi koi mat btana main nay kaha. Daykho yar main is ko aik shert per he man sakta hon k tum ager mujhy bhi. Holding the sides of her ass, he slowly pulled out of her, watching the pink of her pussy lips pull outward along with his cock. He slammed back into her, causing her cheeks to shake. “UNNGH!” She cried, as bolts of pleasure shot up her body. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to fuck this woman, and he had to fuck her hard. Holding the sides of her ass in a death-grip, he began to slam himself against her, violently. His long pole glided quickly up into her over and over again. ‘Slap slap. Her big pussy lips spilled over the sides and you could see her asshole peeking out from behind the string. His cock grew in his pants and so did mine. Before he could really do anything i reached over and started zipping down his pants and reached in and took a hold of his cock, it was really big and surprised me. I looked at her and said well you have yourself a treat in here and he laughed. She rubbed her pussy and they were wet and pretty looking and we both watched as i stroked his cock..