Six months ago I was shaving in the mirror when my mum walked in on me, I was totally naked but that didn’t spot her, she was putting the towels awa...y in the airing cupboard, then turning to me she said that she liked to see smooth men, I was a little taken back because I had just earlier shaven off all my pubic hair, did she mean my smooth shaven chin or my smooth cock area, whatever, it set things I motion that in time gave me the urge to be with my mum, and I don’t mean sitting at the dining. Denguhlanga had the fattest pussy I'd ever seen with flaps hanging from it and was always at least moist. Her pussy had a thick Afro on it. It couldn't be combed, it had to be picked. It tasted like a dish from heaven and she held my head and rode my tongue in rhythm, right into streams of pussy juice running down the crack of her ass. When we would ride in the car she always sat close to me and wanted me to finger her fat moist pussy with one hand and steer the car with the other, even. Don’t stop.” I caught a glimpse of the guy stepping up behind Rita and then I saw the shadow of his huge cock as it dangled between his legs and as he aimed it at my wife’s ass. He suddenly grabbed my wife and pulled her back from the car and aimed her head into my window and bent her over the door!! From that angle, I could only imagine how exposed my wife’s ass and bald pussy were to the youth. He sqatted down and said, “Mind if I have some fun too?” I laughed and said, “Help yourself,. Dropping her towel over the back of her armchair, Susan looks down at her soft, warm body, contemplating the desire that is firmly rooted within her pelvis. Grabbing her body cream, Susan spreads a thin layer of the milky lotion over her body. The smell of the jasmine soap mingles with the orchid and frangipani of the cream. Gathering up her phone, Susan begins flicking through her preferred literotica site while lying on her bed. The key is in finding the story that works for the mood, but.