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Mujhe malum hai ki aapko pasand hai.Mom: Thanks you beta.Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki mom ko dildo kaise doon. Phir maine socha raat tak ka wait karta hoon. Jab mom apne chut baigan daal rahi hogi main unse aaj baat karunga. Dinner ke baad main sone ke natak kane laga. Thodi der baad dekha ki mom bed se uth ke living area mein jane lagi. Thodi der ke baad main bhi uth ke door ke pass gaya. Mom baigan lek sofe pe baith gayi thi. Unhone apni nighty upar karke aur panty ko niche karke baigan chut mein ghas rahi thi. Phir thodi hi der mein unhone baigan ko chut mein daal ke zor zor se apna chut muthiyaane lagi. Main dheere se living room mein gya aur mom ke samne khada ho gaya. Mom aankhen band kar ke apni chut ko chod rahi thi.Me: Mom!Mom ne aankhen kholi aur jhat se apna nighty niche kar liya. Kaafi dari hui dikh rahi thi.Me: Mom, ye aap kya kar rahi thi?Mom: Kuch nai beta, nind nahi aa rahi thi. isliye.Me: Per mom, baigan ???Mom: Sorry beta.Me: Sorry kyun mom. Main samajh sakta. We spoke a bit as I wiggled my way through the crazy traffic and suddenly I had an evil idea.I commanded her to start playing with herself right there and then. She obeyed without blinking an eye and started playing with her visible cunt. Her pants couldn’t contain her wetness and were already soaked through.She even raised her legs for better access and for me to get a better view, biting her lip and softly moaning at the same time.She requested if she could remove her pants to which I agreed, she did so in the most sensual way possible. Her G string was already wet and I saw no point in her wearing it. It was thrown out the window onto a passing car.Her wetness was now dripping onto the seat and it was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate driving and watching her. The windows were tinted but I did catch a few guys trying to look in.My cock was now rock hard and I began to rub it over my shorts. She placed a hand over my tent and licking her lips slowly begging me to let.
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The next morning.my mom, my dad and my brother have all gone to work leaving me with my Uncle Dave, I put on red shear stocking with red lace thong and bra and come out of my room, I want around the house just to make sure everyone expect my Uncle had gone and It was the case, I entered his room I could here the shower going and I laid on his bed wait for him to come out and it didn't take long.My Uncle came out of the bathroom into his room and saw me, I notice as soon he saw me his cock under the towel shot up as he said "Cat what you doing here, get out you know your father would kill me if he came in right now" I got off his bed and walk over to him sexily and undid his towel to reveal his hard 8 inch cock and then I put my arms around his neck and said "mom, dad and Lance are not here they have gone to work, it's just me and you Uncle Dave" and before he could say anything I kissed him and he started kissing me back.we broke the kiss my Uncle said "oh god Cat, you have no idea.

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