I never pressed her as she always grew quiet there. Mom was happy I was so interested and helping them, but did remind me that most people only were i...n the shelter for a short time and to enjoy every moment together.The next day, Maria and I were back in our little hidden spot together. She was a bit downturned, and so we sat side by side, having moved our box table out of the way. We sat arm and arm on the pillows and blankets. She whispered her story to me quietly; when she was just 13, her. We were both in unexplored territory! Literally! The thing I always remembered was how buttery soft her pussy was! It was the softest thing I’d ever felt. It was like warm Jello! I felt like I was running my fingers and tongue through almost a ghost or something, it was THAT soft! And it was creamy! Not wet, exactly, but…well, creamy was the only word I could use to describe it! She told me not to lick her pussy, that it was nasty. Her creaminess was the same thing as snot, she. As I looked across at the elderly gentleman who had by now finished cleaning his cock and was busy fingering the passenger showing me her grey haired pussy for the first time. He kept taking his fingers out of her snatch and drinking in her juices, how I wanted my tongue in her cunt. She never stopped sucking on my hardon. It was then that the most satisfying feeling hit me, her fingers that were up my shitter obviously hit my thickly spot and I could feel the rush of my cum forcing itself from. Before feeding him, she leaned over and gently kissed his lips. She let her lips linger on his and as expected Maahir gently sucked her lips. As Maahir kissed his wife, he could send that her lips tasted different, better than usually but couldn’t put his finger on to why. He sucked her lips more and could detect an unusual yet oddly familiar taste. He wanted more and went Rubina broke the kiss, his head arched towards her asking for more. Smiling Rubina slipped a samosa into his mouth and kept.