That was all I needed, just seeing mom touch my cock with her tongue once was enough to make me come. “Mom” I cried out “Mom I’m goin... to come”She moved back slightly as I came, holding my cock tightly and aiming it down at her tit. She stared longingly at my cock as squirt after squirt of white creamy cum shot out from the end, my cock kept pulsing in her hand and my cum started to run down towards her nipple. “Arr Mom” was all I could say over and over again Still holding. Jewel, bring a block of salt to show General Essgant." He tossed the command over his shoulder to where she and Amy stood waiting, adding in English, "Bring a bottle of Bourbon, too." Seems pure enough," Essgant admitted, dipping up a flake of the brownish salt with the tip of his finger and tasting it with obvious relish. "What's in the funnylooking bottle?" A drink from my country." He poured a little of it into Essgant's empty mug. "Sip it cautiously, it has a mighty kick." Whooee!" Essgant. ”And that’s what we did. She took off her blouse and folded it neatly on the table. She coached those boys on how to suck her tits, using just a little tooth, she pulled her skirt up, took her panties off and showed me her completely shaved crotch, and she coached me on how to eat pussy, which I’d never done. She sat up straight on that tabletop with her knees wide apart and looking out over that crowd of stiff cocks all pointed at her. It took about three minutes for her to come, but all of a. She was looking damn hot and sexy and that view was mindblowing. I exclaimed in surprise “Dipali … What is this ??”I couldn’t resist and I started sliding my fingers over her bra. She seductively looked at me and held both my hands and placed it her boobs. As soon as she did that I pulled her towards me and started kissing her passionately. We started kissing deeply in no time and she was responding beautifully. We smooched a lot and then I pounced on her big boobs like a wildcat and started.
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