Abbu kursipar beth kar hum dono ko dekh rahe the. Hum dono pehle thoda sharma rahe the par phir hamari sari sharam khatam ho gai. Ammi palang par let ...gai aur apni tango ko khol ke mera swagat karne lagi. Mere tane hue 8 inch ke lund ko meine ammi ki chut par rakh diya aur use andar dhakelne laga.Ammi ki chut puri tarah gili thi aur mera lund asani se andar ghusne laga. Jaise jaise mera lund ammi ki chut mein ghus raha tha ammi ki saans tez ho rahi thi. Unke sina hawa mein uthne laga. Mera adha. I slowly pressed it against her asshole, trying to insert just the tip of it in, but it just was not going. “Relax baby, relax,” I told her, “don’t fight it.” She let out a long breath and her muscles relaxed, her little rosebud opening out and flowering. I gently pressed my finger into it and it was whole heartedly accepted, she squealed a little bit, more from surprise than anything else, soon those squeals turned to moans as I began to finger fuck her ass. Once she was fully relaxed I pulled. “You’ve been working overtime, haven’t you?” she asked, a smile filled her face, “Maybe you’ll breed me this time? We have to get it right if we want to repopulate the world.”No answer came, instead the huge rod pulsed in her hand. “Wait a minute,” She commended, “I want to make sure we get it right, I want to tease you to the point you can’t hold it anymore.” The cock heaved in protest, “You know you like it...” She said, directing the tip to her lips.It was too thick to enter her gaping. ‘I got stuck with a group of asshole accountants and couldn’t get them to stop boring me to death. Had to come straight from the office, hence the battledress. Could I get a vodka and tonic?’ Years of cooking for Tilly had made me aware of the corporate life’s vicissitudes and so I’d done something that would keep if she were late. Good job, too. She was wearing a dark blue business skirt suit with heels, stockings and cream blouse. Very nice. I’d done the ‘I’m not a housewife’ thing and worn a.