Desi Indian Aunty Fucked And Captured By Husband

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I shook my head and said couldn't think of any. As she left the room, she made a lasting comment that rang in my head."i wouldn't think you would have any questions with all that videos you watch"i could feel the smirk upon her face as she left. Thinking she got a good jab. How did she know i watched them? or did she just guess i did like most other men? The day went on with more ease and after a hard day work, i came home to find my mom sitting on the couch in just her dressing gown watching a movie. The wine glass in her hand was almost empty, so i asked if she wanted a refill. She was in a cheerier mood by now."Are you trying to get me drunk? So you can sneak a girl in?" she burst out laughing."No" simple and straight to the point.She handed me her glass and i refilled it. I decided to get myself a whiskey too. After sitting watching the end of the movie. i decided to go for a shower. The shower was a relaxing moment. Coming out of the bathroom with only a towel d****d around my. She amplified my thrusts with her hands and arms. She began to grind her cunt into my crotch, and kept doing the Kagel on my dick. She began to moan - the Kagel increased in force - and she exploded in voice and thrust. I felt the contractions on my cock, so tight like she was 40 years younger than she is.As her spasm subsided, she still didn't want me to roll off her body. I was still inside her pussy - we lay still - I licked her ears and told her "That was fan-fucking-tastic!" (Granny Here: I agree - it was). We finally separated, but we weren't done. I crawled down to her pussy, staring as it oozed a blend of male and female liquid. I pushed my face forward and began to lap at her slit. While I probed, releasing the mixture, I reached for her clit. It was fairly prominent, easy to find. I fingered her clit as I penetrated her cunt again with my tongue. (Granny Here: no man was ever willing to do that to me after we'd cum. I was so turned on, I stuck a finger into my snatch, wet.
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