I wanted him to look over and see me tensing with pleasure. I wanted him to get out of bed, stand over me, pull down his boxers, and jerk along with ...me. I wanted him to watch me shoot my load on my chest. I wanted to lock eyes with him and feel his warm cum rain down upon me. I wanted him to grab one of his dirty towels and use it to wipe me off. I wanted him to pull his boxers up over his now-softening cock and climb back into bed. I wanted him to give me the kind of smile that meant. I was having some difficulty in mathematics and I contacted my school teacher named amit mishra. He was very handsome man and most of my school girls were impressed by his dashing personality. He was around six feet tall and fair and looked like as if he used to workout a lot. It seemed he has a lot of stamina in his body regarding sex. But I never thought that he would fuck my own mom in near future. He agreed to come to my home for giving me tuitions. I was 15 at that time and was in tenth. I slowly slid my hand towards her pussy and I can feel the warmth and wetness.This was perfect foreplay which I want my clientele to enjoy which I was doing with Sandhya as well. Slowly I whispered into Sandhya’s ears to turn around. When she did those great boobs were juggling around. I poured some oil on her stomach and started massaging below the boobs, going to shoulders and back to stomach. I followed this pattern and every time Sandhya wanted me to touch her now hard erect nipples which I. His backside arced, dipped, and plowed in a shockingly fast rhythmic motion. My ass was never empty for more than fractions of a second as he plunged every millimeter of his meat into me again and again. Blood was rushing to my own cock as it flapped back and forth from the force, but it barely had time to harden before the fun started.With every new thrust I could feel this dog’s cock getting thicker. Each push became a little tougher for my sphincter, and more filling for my insides, as his.