I quickly ran up the stairs to our bedroom. I wanted today to be a special day for him. I threw off my sweatpants and the t-shirt I was wearing, repla...cing them with nothing but a black apron with white frills around the edges. I always knew he had a thing for maids, but I’d been too shy to do anything about it until now. I ran back down the stairs to beat him inside. Grabbing the broom, I pretended to sweep the floor. I positioned myself so that he wouldn’t be able to see my exposed ass as he. Toh woh boli yeh kya hota hai toh maine usse isharon mein dande (stick) pe haath aage pichhe kar k samjhaya. Usse samjh naa lagi. Maine usse kaha k tum aise nahi samjhogi toh usne kaha toh jaise samjhana ho samjha do.Maine kaha k tum apna face udhar karo.Woh thoda samjh gyi Maine apna 7″ lamba Lund nikaala jo pehle se hi tana hua tha. Main apne hathyaar ko uske chehre k paas le gya aur usse apna mooh ghumaane k liye kaha. Jab usne pana mooh meri tarf ghumaaya toh woh darr gyi. Woh chilla uthhi. "Is something the matter?" asked Maeve."No, not really. My husband was foolish sod, but he was my foolish sod, and I miss him terribly. I do so envy Edmee, right now," said Margaret as she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand.The two sisters looked toward the second floor. Filled with their own thoughts of loss, they said at the same time, "Ahh..."It had taken two months to refurbish the rolling stock, restock the larder and the animals' grain supply. Just as an extra buffer, the. "OH SHIT! OH SHIT!" I cried as my cock began squirting my sticky white load into her, and my balls churned and churned to produce more."YES BABE! YES!" cried Donna as I unloaded into her cunt "YES! I CAN FEEL IT! OH GOD! I CAN FEEL YOU FILLING MY PUSSY! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!"For the next few seconds I pumped load after load of sticky white goo into my foster mother's pussy, and she clung to me, urging me to keep going and crying out in my ear.Then finally I stopped cumming, and with a.