Fr uski chut ko chuste hue uska pani nikal gya aur wo dhili pad gyi uski chut chuske mera lund bhi bilkul tight ho gya tha mai dhire se uske upar aa g...ya aur uski chut me lund ragadte hue uske lips pe lips rakh diyeMere lips rakhte hi usne lips khol diye aur hum ek dusre ke lips ko c husne lage aise hi uski chut pe lund ragadte hue mai uski chut ko tadpa rha tha aur uske gulabi lips ke maze le rha tha fr dhire se maine apna lund set krke dhakka mara to wo dard se uchal gyi aur mera 2 inch uske. The cool air of her room washed over her, only serving to intensify the electricity that rocketed up and down her spine and into her womanhood and causing her mouth to fall open into a permanent O shape. Her breath had caught in her throat now, her hands shaking against her soaking slit and her captured breast. God, she was close, so close... she wanted- no, NEEDED to find the release she craved, what she desired. And so, the digits squeezing and grasping her bosom curled around her erect bud,. He cried out but jerked less this time, and by the third whack he had mastered staying still. He couldn’t flinch because he couldn’t see, but short screams still escaped through his gritted teeth with each smack and I grinned from ear to ear, cum pouring from between my legs, soaking my panties. ?You are such a naughty boy, wanting your cock to be spanked.? I told him, and he pulsed harder. ?So dirty, so bad. I might have to punish you all night.? I said, whacking him over and over,. Beside me Mrs. Wills breathed regularly. I slipped out of bed, donned a robe and padded downstairs. Mother was watching TV. I flopped onto the couch. She wore a robe. I studied her. My mother was short with rich black hair and a great ass and huge boobs which she normally kept hidden under d****d clothing and jackets or shapeless skirts. The robe she wore hid nothing. "Blondie sleeping?" Mom asked. I nodded. Mom smiled. "You two put on quite a show. She has talked often about when she was.