i didnt pay any attention
to what she said. her vaginal muscles then tightened against my dick
and she squealed and sent out a big wave of orgasm. Porn she
was dumbstruck. “WHAT? …”. mom!”. please”. i cant bear it. when she was back to normal and shouting again, i slapped her and said,
“Talk to your son on the phone”. i was fantasising the same thing for 3 years. i then started pressing her big boobs
through her saree. i knew she didnt enjoy even a single bit of it. she then asked me, “whose voice was it on the
phone? when she
was almost coming back to life, i switched on my video camera and took my mobile
phone. i then gave a missed call to my mobile
through her
