She saying you Bastard, u mother Fucker. Fuck slowly when she said mother Fucker.I hold her hairs n twist her hair in my palm like I was raiding a hou...rs. By her every bad word i stock more harder than before. Then she silent i think she cum but there is still time to cum for me. Again she started shouting actually not shouting she started crying. Requesting me leave me Please leave me leave me aaaamnnn. Seeing that her friends come to help her but who going to leave her i was in my full force. One day I saw mom doing exercise to maintain her figure.She was bending a lot and showing her cleavage. She was wearing a tight pants, through which her camel toe was visible. I got away from there.Then came the bad day. I was reading a novel. Mom came wearing a sexy pink sari. She was wearing sleevless blouse.Her boobs were visible.I could see her deep navel.My dick was on rocks.She came near me.she asked me if i could help her in moving some heavy tools in garage. I followed her.While I was. Okay, maybe she’d thrown herself at him, maybe she’d been chasing him too blatantly, but she’d finally got him into her bed. It should have been the best moment of her young life. The sex certainly had been! But for him to cry out another woman’s name whilst climaxing inside her had been too much. Especially THAT woman’s name!! Robin had finally persuaded her to return one of Batman’s increasingly desperate calls a couple of days ago. She’d been pleased with her self control. Cold and succinct.. He just couldn’t place it with the mother, the caring, loving, butter wouldn`t melt mother he had known since birth, pictures don’t lie tis true, but without those albums and seeing her and the pin bra or Carlo`s hands up under her skirt, he would never in a million years have associated her with this behaviour… The works manager interrupted his musing, it was the man`s weekend on call, they shared the weekends alternately, so he was here to be briefed. The task over he tidied up and it being.