Does that please you, my angel?"She glanced fearfully down at me for a moment before hastily covering her face with her hands. "I ... I don't want you... to look at me..." she sobbed. "This isn't right ... but oh, I can't stand it! What is wrong with me?" You are becoming a woman, my darling," I replied with a loving kiss on the firm mound of flesh atop her moist, swollen pussy. "What you feel is both natural and wonderful. I love you, and I want to make you happy. I want to give you such pleasure. Maine socha chlo nha hi lu …Nha krr nikli hi ki drwaze prr ghanti bji … .mai janti thi ki Yeh aman hi h … .isiliye geele bdn main hi nangi nangi daud pdi darwaze ki trf … … drwaza khola toh aman muje aise nanga dekh muskura pda … ..Aman: meri Jaan itti bhookhi thi???Mai: saale ek toh tu jldi nhi aya aur madarchod ab maze le rha h …Aman andr aya … ..aur muje kss k kamar se pkd lia … .ek hath se drwaza bnd krte hue … .Aman: tu janti h na jaan meri gf ko … .tere liye uske sath ka plan cancell. ----------------------------- I had soon focused my eyes to see it was Tommy's mom, Ms. Baxter, she was wearing a light grey suit that had fit tightly onto her slim body. Her breasts were quite large, possibly being a large C-cup and they sure did look great with the large amount of cleavage with the top of her suit, going down the hourglass shape of this nearly middle aged women, you are greeted by extravagant curves that any man (or women) would take a second look at. I then saw a tight. I shook my head yes and wanted to see justhow far this was going to go, so I told her to take herclothes off and model for me. She took her clothes right off, did a great modelingjob, especially her pussy, she made sure I got a goodview of her nice pink cunt and when I told her she dida good job, she smiled and said she had been very welltrained. Now I was curious as to how well trained andwho trained her, so I sent her to get a hot wash clothand towel and when she came back, I made her clean.