Indian Aunty Wearing Cloths mp4

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He swung again, not giving me much time to gather my thoughts. With a thick, metallic crack our blades met. It was an off center blow that sent a pain...ul vibration through my hands, like when you hit a baseball on the handle of the bat. I couldn’t figure out a pattern to his attacks, it seemed like he was swinging to either keep me off guard or to strike me in a crippling or lethal way. All I could do was deflect each blow. At one point I was able to duck under a swinging attack coming from my. I could taste how wet she was as it rolled off my tongue down my throat and I swallowed every bit of it, I could feel bits of her bush on my cheeks and nose, and her lips rolling over the head of my cock and every vein in the shaft. I could feel her tongue on bottom of my shaft and the head of my cock hit the back of the throat. I accidentally let out a moan that was a bit too loud, but I couldn't contain myself. Julie who was in the kitchen heard something, and was concerned. What we didn't. Her cunt fluttered and grasped my cock rhythmically in the midst of my mother's own orgasm, milking my cock for every last drop of my cum. We both screamed incoherently in ecstatic climax, our bodies shuddering. Waves of extreme pleasure washed over both of us at the pinnacle of our i****tuous coupling.Finally our orgasms subsided, and I collapsed in exhaustion on my mother, my cock still buried in her cunt. She cradled me and kissed the side of my head and neck as we regained our breath.. " The greeting was normal but it was all said in the eyes. Our eyes met and that said it all, I could almost see the flame burning in her eyes. "I am fine you?" She replied. There it was a chance to show my intentions. "Better I guess now that I am in the presence of a lady." I said. Dorky I know but it worked, and I knew it. Walked over to me and put her arms around me. "We both know what has been going on in-between us, and I am tired of it." She said a serious tone in her voice.I was scared.
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