.Voluptuous milf u can say .. Is incident me mere mere tau g k bete minto bhiaya ka ek dost rishu jo ki us waqt meri gaand mara karta tha aur usne muj...he apna slave banaya hua tha meri mom se pehli baar mila jab vo mujhe chodne k liye tau k ghr pr aya tha aur usne mujhse kaha aaj mai teri mom ko bhi chodunga maine usse kaha nhi mom nhi manegi to usne bh ek jhapad kheech ke lagaya meri gaand pr aur bola. Nahi maanegi matlab.??! Meri ghulam banegi vo. Na bolne ka anjaam 5 min zordaar garma garm. The girl could kiss and really knew how to work a pussy, having one herself. This story turned me on as you can imagine. The question and answer session had come to an end; we relocated to the back seat of my car. Being with “S” was amazing to me, after the many years of marriage to “K”. I was eager to see what my sexy mistress was capable of. And I was eager to show her what I was all about as well. After helping her remove her clothing, down to her white ankle length socks. I sat bare chested. I grabbed the strawberries and cream shampoo and massaged it through my hair, wow this felt better than normal. I really needed to savour my shower time more often. I let the hot water wash out the soapy residue and replaced it with the magical solution that made my hair so soft and silky. I left it in my hair and bent down to grab the soap. I squeezed a huge amount into the sponge and began rubbing it into my collar bones and shoulders, feeling the soap run down my back was driving my pussy. So I laid there quietly without any one noticing me. After 15 minutes the big lady went downstairs. I gave a sigh of relief. Again from the edge of the water tank I started peeping down. Neha had brought a mat, two pillows, one bag (which contained books) and a light. It was an emergency fluorescent light. She had put the mat on the floor and was sleeping on her back with the pillows under her head. She had a book in the had but by experience I could tell that she was not reading just looking.