Indian House Wife Sharing Bed With Her Husband Friend When His Husband Deeply Sleeping

Jason was enamored. His mother was an incredible fox, topless and sexy with amazing curves and the naughtiest smile.He looked towards the table and gr...bbed a slice of pizza, smiled and fed it to her. She burst out laughing and sat down on the couch. They stopped for the pizza break and sat looking through the new set on the camera.The rest of the hour was spent hanging out with her son the photographer in only her panties and heels, talking about being young and sexy in her photos... then about. But at least she didn't start crying.It wasn't until we were moving down the block again that I felt my skin prickling as if I had been running naked through a patch of nettles. It wasn't that I was turned on. I wasn't. Or at least I don't think my body was reacting that way. I was just so embarrassed that I was blushing all over my body.It was more than embarrassment, though. I don't know what it's like to be a boy. But I know that there are differences between the sexes. One glaring. As the computer opened I clicked on the file and dozens of picture icons spread over the screen. I glanced at mum and saw the horror spread over her face as the naked truth hit her of what I was talking about. She lept up and tried to close the files but as she hit buttons across the screen appeared a naked woman lying on her side with a massive cock spreading her pussy lips. She screamed and slapped me hard on the face and ran from my room crying. I was shocked as the pain racked my face from. I introduced myself, and she told me her name was Elisa. I decided to test my magic on a relative stranger, to see how far I could take it."So, why don't we sit together? Nobody else is around. We could fool around for a bit." I asked, with what I hoped was a seductive look.Elise put away her book with a smile. "That sounds like it could be fun." She moved over into my seat and I put my arm over her shoulder. She looked up at me as I pulled her close, and I could smell her strawberry lip balm.
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