It seemed he gave mom a second stroke, and I heard a loud moan. I head mom moaning, “Aaaah, aaah, aaah, ooh, ooh, come on, do it fast, cum in me, do... it fast, don’t you have stamina.”It aroused me a lot. I was able to hear the squishy noise his dick made as it moved in and out of mom’s pussy.Mom: Oh yeah! Insert it deeper and deeper.Man: Bhabhi, your son will come to know if I fuck you too fast. Anyway, I don’t want you to go home bleeding.Mom: Just show me your manly hood, rip off my pussy. It. ' We drove to a little town not far away and went to a huge white shuttered house. As we walked up to the door, it slowly opened, like a badly written "B" movie. I followed Mr. Ronald in and the door slammed shut, I turned to see an ancient old fossil of a man standing between us and the door. In a voice strong and clear this aging Caucasian gentleman spoke 'Ronald, you promised me a show, yet you brought this boy here.' Mr Ronald turned and said in a calm voice 'don't worry Carl, you'll get. " I'd taken the highroad."I will. I promise Joan," he said solemnly. "Besides, you never called meFriday night to let me know how things turned out with your Mom and thesewing room." He had me there. I had indeed promised to call him. Perhapsthis was all my fault? No, that couldn't be right. We did talk onSaturday after all. This was all getting a bit confusing."Truce?" I offered."Truce," he accepted.We said our goodbyes without making any plans for the evening. I wentdownstairs to see what Mom. A long white back-open gown starting from her sexy cleavage which can make any man horny and going down with fine body fitting to her ankles. At back it was just starting from her ass crack. A portion of her crack was clearly visible. She was looking like an atom sex bomb in that hourglass figure figure hugging gown.She was sitting in front of the mirror facing her back towards him. When he opened his eyes saw his love bite on her shoulder. He got down from the bed and walked towards, while.