Actually my mom is an highly traditional person even she will not speak to the near by person to our house but at one time she to last her control it ...had happened while iam studying 10th std at that time my father had gone for an out station for an contract work and he been there for a year which made my mom too hot by that we were in madras and we are yet to come to trichy so me and my mom planned to go by bus while we are waiting for an bus in bus stand a stranger stood near by as looked to. Are you going to be there?” She asked anxiously. “We would be nuts to miss any of these rehearsals,” Rosanna answered with a smirk. “You’re right. What am I saying?” Solace agreed. “Well, I better go. I have an early A.M. meeting with a new instructor.” Rosanna rose and walked toward Solace. Solace stuck out her hand and Rosanna took it between her own. She told Solace that it had been great meeting her and that she looked forward to seeing her next week. Solace responded in kind and they made. As my cock neared her sopping wet pussy it squeezed its way right inside her. We started slow kissing passionately, sharing each others cum. Picking up the pace little by little and thrusting with a motion that would help me last. Her nails tore at my back as I felt her hot cum all over my cock. This got me going, I started thrusting wildly, deeper and harder. Her legs trembled as she came again. I wanted to last longer so I pulled my cock out for just a few seconds. She was bucvking at it. He must have known exactly what the psychological effect of having tochoose my own outfit will have had on me. We both knew that it was asign of my compliance with the situation that by dressing for him inthis way I was admitting defeat and accepting the surreal as normality.It was a sign of my utter surrender, making myself look pretty for myrapist was almost the final indignity. Having to put on the make-up anddress like a girl so that this mad bastard could treat me like some dumbbimbo,.