Elise could have taken a few lessons from him on the art of scrambling eggs. Maybe about single-minded devotion to fucking, too."You made a favorable ...mpression on my wife, you know."Wife? Elise had told him about me? Where was this leading?"Of course, we're very fond of each other," he continued. "In a sense, you might even call it love. But we just can't seem to... relate on a physical level. I have certain needs, you see, and so does she. And we just can't... do for each other. So, we have. Or is he misinterpreting things? But what if it's true? Does he have to signal her back or something, to show her that he was along for the ride? Why was he so nervous? He wasn't even a virgin anymore. It's not his first time...fondling. Why was he so goddamn nervous? Maybe it had something to do with the fact that it was his mother and not some random girl that was getting so very close to his oozing hard dick. He wished he could just read his mother mind. But then again, he knew he didn't. His balls were pressing her cunt-lips as he thrusts into her and his thick shaft was plunging and pistoning and ramming and reaming up and down, glistening and gleaming as it goes in and out of Shilpi Bhabhi’s cunt and her hands were around Hemant’s back and her fingers were clenching his muscular shoulders. Shilpi Bhabhi’s cries were sharp and erotic and I could not hear them but her facial expressions were telling her state. There was a chair on which Shilpi Bhabhi’s blouse and petticoat was. And then, almost causing him to spew his cum in his hand, she grabbed her fantastic tits and seemed to mould them, just for his viewing pleasure. Pressing them together as if beckoning him to tit-fuck her. He rubbed in a steady tempo, not wanting to lose his load too soon. This was better than he had expected, very much better than the telescope in his bedroom, which was really, much too far away to get the real feel of being up close and personal. This was like being in the room with her. He.
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