Cindy rubbed her pussy and moaned, “Yes baby, tell me what you want me to do, talk dirty to your mother, call me a slut.” “Rub your cunt you lit...tle whore. You like playing with your cunt in front of your daughter? Does that turn you on slut?” “God yes, I love it. I love being a nasty slut in front of my daughter.” Cindy said this as she used two fingers to push the silky material into her cunt. “That’s it mom, get your panties nice and wet with your pussy juice. Get them nice and wet so you can. I abruptly stopped sucking and pulled off of his cock. I watched as his hard cock throbbed as it bounced up and down.“Come, on man,” Ben begged looking down at me. “Don’t stop man.”“Well what do I get out of this?”“What do you want?” Ben asked knowingly.I stood up and untied my robe.“Huh, I wonder what I could want.” I laughed. “So have you ever done anything with an old fat man?” I laughed again.“No, but I can try I suppose.” He smiled and slid his hand under my robe and felt my hard cock. He. Then I heard a knock at the door. I was afraid about some unexpected guest or intruder and looked through my peephole. It was the Maratta woman standing at my door steps completely drenched in the rain. I opened the door and asked her what was the emergency. She then told me that she may not get train to go to her place and everywhere flood like situation has raised. She begged me to allow her to stay at my doorsteps. She said she would sleep in some newspaper and start in the early morning.I. Ockkkk”.. this last for some minutes. I stopped finally. She looked at me, while licking her lips.. I guided her to stand.. She did.. I hold her injured hand and took her near sofa. She sat on sofa.. I removed her shorts and panty. Her pussy is nice. It has thick and small hair over it.. I opened it.. Pink colour with black border..It is wet… I forced my dick inside. Her body started shivering. May be she was feeling good.. I started with force and speed.. She started moaning in sweet voice...