Keep hitting it. I feel so thrilled!"Her pleading voice died away to a wordless murmur as Anand grabbed her firm, round tits, one in each hand, and fu...cked his raging cock into his mother's upthrust cunt as hard as he could. The muscles on his back and thighs bulged with the effort as Anand gave the his lovely mother everything she had begged for.....and more!Anand sensed his mother's orgasm blossom long before he heard her loud scream of release. The whole sheath of Amudha's slick, quivering. Needless to say, these pictures and videos will not be shared with anyone, ever!I put the camera down quickly as I heard Pete’s footsteps on the stairs and pretended to watch the end of the news on the bedroom's television. When he joined me, he began to flick through the photos himself. I could see the swelling growing in his trousers.“Happy with them?” I asked, nodding to the camera.“They’re okay,” he replied, a little disappointed. “To be honest Penn, the photos don’t really matter. It was. She was now looking up at the ceiling, tears falling still and her backside throbbing, she knew her body was betraying her yet again, and she was approaching a climax, would it be with this next stroke or with her sons first, her mind a turmoil of jumbled thoughts, as she heard the leather whistle once more and without looking knew her breast would be his target. The leather struck, his being unused to the play aim, not as accurate as he had hoped striking the nearest breast a glancing blow. Suddenly, you dig your fingers into my thighs as you have your own orgasm, drenching the fingers pumping in and out of your pussy and ass.You turn to look at the driver; he has a grin on his face that would light up a dark street. You smile. He asks if we had just come from the club he picked us up in front of. We tell him, yes, and he asks if we go there often. I tell him no, we had never been there before and were surprised by the things that happened there.With out asking if anything had.