Uske bad ishant kitchen me gya or ek karela leke aaya or tb tk abhi mere muh ko chod rha tha uska pura pani maine pi liya tha muze ulti jaisa lag rha ...tha phit ishant ne karela mere muh me dala ot bola dekh kutte ese achhi trahse chus le achhi trahse nhi to tuze hi taklib hogi kah ke mere muhse nikala or bola meri randi chl palat ja or pithke upar let ja mai man gya uske bad usne mere gand pe thuknr lga or karela gand ko ragadne lga thodi der ragad neke bad usne karela thoda undar dala or muze. "The Abbess stood up and quickly walked around her desk,before Gillian realised what was happening,the Abbess had grabbed her by her ear and was dragging her towards her SPANKING CHAIR,that chair in the corner of the room without am rests.Gillian tried to pull away but the Abbess ,with her free hand, gave her a resounding slap across the face. The Abbess was determined to tame Gillian just a little before the Abbot arrived."You dirty harlot,you wicked, over sexed wench,I will show you what. Sam nodded, breathing heavily. Jessie inserted a finger slowly as Sam gasped. “Is one enough or do you want more?” Jessie asked “More. Give me more Jessie.” Jessie inserted a second finger and Sam gave a short spasm. “Yes, Jessie!” Jessie wiggled her finger inside Sam and Sam writhed on the bed. “Ooooooh, Jessie! Jessie yes!” Jessie began a rhythmic motion in and out of Sam’s hole, and lower her tongue to wet Sam’s clit. Sam arched her back, pressing her pussy into Jessie’s mouth.. She stared in excitement at her son's cock, watching it seep at the piss hole. His balls looked so mouth-wateringly full, she licked her lips with anticipation."You want this cock, Mother?" Johnny said, gripping it with a tight fist and stroking back and forth. "You want my hard cock, Mother?" Oh, yes!" she squealed."You gotta take your skirt off," he said."I will, baby! Mother will take it off. Mother will do anything you say."She stepped out of her skirt, not caring that it fell to the hot.