She relaxed her grip on his head and Ben came away gasping for breath. “I’m sorry, Miss Jenny; I couldn’t help it,” He said weakly.“That’s... okay, I wanted you to do that, Ben. You needed it. You help me and I like to help you. Go bring me a wet wash cloth and clean off my feet and leg, will you, please? Or would you rather lick it up for me?”Ben remembered the humiliating and gross thing she made him do on his last visit and he definitely did not want to lick up his mess. He quickly retrieved a. Then she took a series of shotsof me standing by posing lights so that the light was reflected off myglistening skin. Then after that she wanted some shots of me holding upmy breasts and playing with them. And then she finally took some shotswith me sitting on a stool with my legs spread wide and my crotchshowing. "Just don't use any of those shots in this year's ChristmasCard," I was thinking.A day or so later, Mom hinted that she thought it would be a good ideaif I spent less time with Eric. Then he thrust forward with all his power, hitting her womb and sending her tits bouncing so hard they almost hit her face. With a tight grip around her hips he started slamming into her hungry cunt. Each thrust sent his balls slamming into her clit and the meeting of flesh made the most delicious wet fuck noises. After a while he let go of her hips and grabbed her by her tits. He pulled her up by her nipples and started kissing her neck. He kneaded her tits while sucking and biting the soft. Maine apnaa lund uski choot par rakha aur woh bolee waaah chod mujhe maake lode renddeee ikiii aulaad maaar merii choot ek jhatke mein mera lund uskii choot mein ghus gaya maine uske boobs nochnaa chaalu kiya aur woh dard ke maare chilla padeee aahhhmmaarrrrrrr gayeeee chod diya mujheema dar chod main dhakke lagay jaaraha thaa woh chillaye jaaa rahee theeeee aaahhhhummaaadar chodd bhadwe chod apnee kutiya kooo maaar le meriii fir maine uski gaand mein suce lagaya aur uski gaand mein lund.