We drove back home. It was holiday for me. For some reason mom stayed in her saree. She is beautiful in saree. After I changed into a boxer and t-shir...t came to mom in kitchen. ‘Mom, you didn’t change?’ I said‘Should I?’ she said mischievously.‘No, mom stay in this saree only, you look beautiful’‘I know why you say this, I know about your glances at wrong parts’ she said. I was really excited and embarrassed. But I had to say something convincingly to her.‘Mom you are so beautiful,’ I. ”“Yes master I understand.” Jean rushes over and said, “Let the doctor check this play stick out,” and she lightly slaps it around making Bens hard cock even harder. After a while she tired of that and Mary noticed. Jean why have you stopped. Jean said, It was not fun anymore.Mary said “It’s your cock to play with any way you want it to.” Like a five-year-old kid, “Mommy thank you,” and she immediately climbs on the cock and sinks it in all the way. Ben was moaning with pleasure as Jean rode. I spent a couple nights here with her when it was storming." Spade noticed the man's chest seems to expand a couple more inches as he says that. Spade grins and stands up. "She hired me to work around here and I just do as she tells me. Now if you're all that friendly with her, then you should know when she gets home. I have to get back to work." "Well now, are you living here with her? Uh, what did you say your name is?" Spade steps down off the porch, "That doesn't happen to be any of your. A real live cock fucking her cunt. It felt goddamn good.Despite the nagging pain it felt smooth.Bing was fucking fast. Rapid in and out thrusts from his lean hips and strong haunches. Like a machine gun patter. Then he shot.It sprayed into her. A fine hot rain.It sloshed around as he continued his pumping.She hadn't come but she didn't care. It felt so good anyway. And she would eventually she was sure. If not this time then the next. There would be a next and another one after that and another.