He trembled as she lit it, took a deep draw and let a wisp a smoke escape from the side of her mouth. "Would you like to fuck your mother?" she asked ...of him sexily. She turned away from him and backed her exquisite ass up against his hard pole. She took his hands and brought them around to her chest, which he eagerly massaged. She gyrated her hips against him and tossed her hair to one side. "Hmmm? I need a good fuck now that your father is a useless piece of shit. Besides your cock is so much. Jack.“It’s ok, my beautiful holes. Elena is dead.”“Elena is dead.” She whispered, inaudibly. “I am for you. Fuck me.”Behind her, a cock thrust into her cunt. She squirmed, pulling against the restraints.The voice again. “Scream it louder.”“Elena is dead! I am for you!”The cock in her pussy took her all at once. Fast, hard. She felt it bottom out against her cervix.“Louder.”"ELENA IS DEAD! I AM FOR YOU SIR!”She sensed bodies moving closer. Her cunt spasming with each thrust. “Look at this clean. “zara daba dogi?” My God this oldamn is too smart saala peeche se haath ghusa raha hai aur kandha bhi dabane ko keh raha hai. But I knew I was sleeping on his shoulder in front of everyone this fellow has somewhat trapped me. I started to press his shoulder with my hand but he stopped me” rehne do beto tumhe bhie neend aa rahi hai so jao abhi”. Speaking he caressed my naked back inside my kurta with his rough hand and i couldn’t do any thing. I then thought let go jyada se jyada kya kar lega ye. Shopping!" I should resent you making me sound so shallow, but I simply must make the sale at Nordstrom!"Abby watched as her mother hustled off. The beautiful blonde seemed oblivious to all the male heads she turned as she charged out of the coffee shop. Every eye in the place seemed locked onto the sway of her hips as the curvy woman sashayed out the door and back into the mall proper. Mom would insist on wearing such a short jacket over one of her vintage dresses. Good Grief. The sight of.