Marty's breathing went faster and his cock started growing in small fits as he watched his mother play with one of her tits with her other hand, squee...zing the mound and then pinching and rolling the fat, swollen nipple between her thumb and index finger.God, she looked so eatable, so succulent to him, lying there playing with herself for his viewing enjoyment. The woman never broke her stare at her son as she played with her tit and cunt, giving him a reason to get hard again, which he. .Me too. Cum in me..ahh…Mom and Rohit then changed positions to missionary. Rohit kept humping mom’s pussy at full pace, pressing his chest against her boobs. Mom was moaning louder and biting her lower lips to control the pleasure. Then mom started vibrating again, getting an orgasm for the third time! And Rohit was groaning as he was going to cum.They both came together, so did I!After that, mom and Rohit hugged each other and started kissing again. Rohit took out his dick out of mom’s pussy,. They are a lot of heavy stuff. But when the waiter came up to them with the bill and Samara saying that they don’t have enough money to pay for it, she and Fatima happily made another suggestion, ie another way of how they can pay back what they owe.Inside the Moroccan restaurant kitchen, the chef and his male co-workers were getting blowjobs from the two Americans and one British guy, as well as being allowed to fuck them in the ass.Samara and Fatima were even. The church was immense and dimly lit. As he closed the door behind him, he was met with a host of smells. Oddly enough, he immediately felt himself comforted by the smells that greeted him. A strong presence of old stained wood and a hint of candle smoke, with a thin scent of heavy felt. There were two long rows of pews lined up to the right and left of him, both stretching forward for many yards. The church seemed to be as wide as it was tall. The man in black had a sudden thought, a memory..