I was afraid of making any bold move.Coming to the story, as I am doing Ph.D, I needn’t go to college regularly. So I went home for one week in the ...end of august. One day, I went outside after breakfast to meet my friend in my bike.While returning it was raining heavily, but I like to ride in rain if am destination is my home. So without worrying about drenching, I rode back to my apartment. Fortunately for me, my mom went to temple leaving her phone and I don’t have key.Since I was totally. My cock is a 6" bong with above average thickness. rita wrapped her long soft fingers around her new play tool. She gently pulled back my foreskin and touched its tip of my glands with her thumb. I asked her whether she had seen a man’s tool before, she froze, and then very hesitantly replied that she had seen her father making love to her mother many times but my efforts to make her suck the cock never bore a fruit. She just gave a good kiss to my cock and pressed it against her cheeks and. My naked ass was in the air, and he was pounding into me, and I heard a car coming. Neither of us wanted to stop in fact the idea of someone seeing me bent over by my gorgeous husband turned me on even more I started to moan. He was stroking it so well I busted all over him right as the car went by. My husband started to stroke even harder, pinching my nipples, saying, Thats my girl, show them how much you need my dick. He saw you baby, he heard you moaning, he saw your ass, he saw me inside. . . . Pressing on with my lips, my tongue lashing out, passionately whipping that cute, little rose petal of desire. . . . . Fingers of my other hand caress your legs, and inner thighs, then join the lips that are kissing you, where pleasure can be risen to it's peeks, so you push with your bum even more towards me, while my agile fingers vanish deep in you, while that petal of desire is electrified by my tongues lashes . . . . . . I am not letting go, as then I gently bite your soft skin on.