Thaban pe se hi oski pusyy ko haath se ragad ne lagaWo jor jor se aah ooh karne lagi phir tahban pe se hi pussy ko chumne aur katarne laga aur tahban ...me sir dalke chat ne laga wo bhi mera sir pakad ke ghas rahi thiMujhe thoda uncomfortable feel hoa me tahban se bahar aake tahban ka nada khol ke phir diwane kutte ki tarah chat chat ke pani piya aur mujhe niche solake wo mere upar baet ke lund ku chut me leli wo jor jor se ghas ghas ke keh rahi thi zeshan mujhe bahut achcha lag raha hai.Me bola. Mike lost them all, but I was doing OK and was up on the night. And of course a few drinks were had, and some recreational pot.It was getting late - and I was getting tired. His friend Steve decided to play draw poker for a change. As soon as he looked at the cards, it was obvious from his tells that Mike had been dealt a good hand. I had a hand full of nonsense, and I've never been one for going on in the hope of exchanging for better cards, so folded at the first round of betting. His two. I felt the room spin. All this within just minutes of entering his house! When his hand cupped my boob, I just let it happen. Sure it was too fast and sure I was scared but he was older and handsome and rich. I didn’t even stop him when he pulled off my top and bra. That would have been bad enough but I didn’t even make a move when he unzipped and pulled out a huge beautiful cock.”“Mama!”“It’s true. He just whipped it out and it was thick, hard and darker than I expected for a white boy. It was. We met in the living room as I walked back to that part of the house and she gestured to me to come sit with her on the couch."Ok mom, here he is. Thank you so much. I love you. Talk to you again soon. Bye."Then she handed me the phone with a tender smile on her face telling me that, Tara wanted to say "hi".I looked in her eyes and saw nothing but love, which relaxed me a bit, but with some level of trepidation I put the phone to my face and started talking."Hi Tara, how are you doing?" I'm.