Maine use god me utha liya aur bed pe lita diya. aur use choomne laga. mathe par, galon pe, lips pe. earlobs pe, gardan pe, brest pe, pet pe, janghon ...pe pair par, sab jagah. wo sirf siskariyan le rahi thi. ssssssss aaaaahhhhh uffffffffff. boli ki amit bohot acchha lag raha hai. u r great. main use adha ghante tak choomta raha aur ham dono ne abhi kapde nahin utare the.Wo shayad 1 baar jhad bhi chuki thi. Phir maine uska kurta utara to uske boobs jo ki mere pasand ke kale bra me kaid the meri. Katin starts crying: "Please, Sir. I will do everything ... Please not slap my pussy again!". I answer: "Stop screaming!". # What kind of Mother-Daughter-Relationship is this?During pussy slapping my satisfaction increases somehow, but decreases same time. It looks to me Sylvia has no problems or fear to punish her own daughter this hard. I ask myself why Sylvia doesn't care about her daughter Katin. Then I look to Sylvia and spit into her face, she gags due to that. Just after, I take Sylvia. Digging him playfully in the ribs to make him more comfortable. Rising from the floor, her fabulous body fluidly easing into sitting position, she covers his manhood with her hands. Pointing out that she would very sad if part of him got sun burnt. She often teased him about his man tan and his white bits. This particular white bit she happened to like quite a lot. In a gloriously silky motion, she straddles him and starts to grind against his growing cock. The motion pleasures her lips and. I was brought back to reality and noticed that I still had the receiver held tight to my ear. I looked down and saw I was hard as a rock."Yes, baby… I am here" I replied meekly. "Well, you better come home so I can show you what it is like to fuck a real loose cunt…”After a quick dash home, I pulled up in the driveway. There were no other cars parked nearby. I walked into the house to hear Anita calling me from the bedroom. She was lying on the bed, totally naked, with her legs spread. I.