Her drunken hazel eyes were always rimmed with mascara and shaded with a smokey eye shadow, making them so mysterious that many were lost in their unk...nown depths.She had got her eyebrows and lips designed at a permanent makeup studio in New York. The beauty of her designer brows was that you could feel the velvety texture just by looking at them.If a person could resist looking at the razor-sharp outline of her lips, and not falling in love, then we decided that it couldn’t be a man or a woman.. Mujhe is baar jyada maza aa raha tha.5 min ki chudayi ke baad main jhad gayi. Wo meri kamar ko pakad kar jor jor se dhakke lagata raha. Main bhi aage pichhe hote huye uska saath dene lagi. 10 min aur chudwane ke baad main phir se jhad gayi. Uski speed aur tez ho chuki thi. Meri chut chap chap kar rahi thi. Meri chut ne uske lund ko jor se jakad rakha tha. 10 min aur beete the ki main phir se jhad gayi. Lekin usne abhi bhi meri chudayi jari rakhi thi. Wo mujhe ek dam aandhi ki tarah chod raha. The thick pubic hair, and a dough-nut like abdomen with the navel at the centre were the parts I must caress at the start of our sexual foreplay. Even before our sexual intimacy we were never strong on modesty issue around the house. She often unwittingly exposed sexual bits of her body to me without ever thinking anything about it. She was never an exhibitionist. She just did not think that her body could be sexual to her son. Take for example, on some hot days when she was doing the normal. Those guys that had cuffed her were, but this woman most certainly was not. No cop of any description would dress like this woman did. She looked like a cross between a hooker, a stripper and a rich bitch.She was wearing spiked, patent red heels, black stockings, a tiny black leather miniskirt that allowed a couple of inches of bare skin to be seen, and a shoe-matching red satin and lace corset top.The corset covered everything. Barely. It featured a plunging neckline that cupped and separated.