She too was a great lay.I guess mothers don’t like their friends fucking their sons. She was a hot mama like I imagine Mrs. Lawla to be. Only time w...ould tell with her. I was hoping to find out. I scored some weed and would bring it over to the party. I was hoping to get Mrs. Lawla stoned. I’d only fuck her if she wanted me to.~~~After a while, I drove over to John’s house. There was a decent mix of people there. Mrs. Lawla was over by the door collecting the keys. She looked amazing in a. Baahar se kuch awaz sunaye deye to hum dono thodi der shaanth rahe aur khule huwe toilet ke darwaja band karliye .Aab vaatavaran pura badal gaya tha, aab havas ke aag dono tadaf laga huwa tha mere sath sath lokesh bhaiya bhi out of control hogaya tha .Mere honth me aapna zibh dale jor se chummne lage.Aur unke hath mere hath ko pakad aapne lund ke tadaf leke hilane ka esara deraha tha.Samay ke mauke ko dekhkke mene aapna pant niche kardeye aur aapne gand ko uske lund ke tadaf keye fir aapne gand. " he said. Then turning to everyone he said "You all know Pauline, don't you." They all said hello. By now I could feel my face burning from my embarrassment. "That's all for today." He said to everyone. People got up to leave. Most came over to say hello and get a closer look at my breasts. At the same time my husband had slipped his hand under my dress and squeezed my buttocks. It was obvious to everyone what was happening. He tried to slip a finger into my arsehole forcing me to lean forward. She thought about it for a second, and said if she could use that asextra credit. "Sure." I responded.I knelt at her feet and undid the laces carefully and slowly, as if unwrapping a crystal vase. I savoredevery moment of it, as I removed her pink feet from her cotton shoes. Slight creases from being in theshoes all day covered her feet. Her toenails were painted pink. The smell of her feet being in hershoes for a couple hours wafted through me, and inflated my cock.My heart started thumping.