13-05-2019, 03:48 PM
"These are amazing Mrs. Michael," he gasped.
He took her right hand and maneuvered it until her fingertips were less than an inch away from his massive hard on. He then withdrew his hand, leaving hers right next to his throbbing cock as he returned his attention to her breasts. She knew what he wanted so she slowly advanced her fingers, letting them slide up the side of the mountainous denim bulge.
As Archana discovered the enormity of Deepak's girth she felt panicky and lightheaded. She petted and patted him tentatively — almost warily — not quite knowing what to do. He reached down to show her how he wanted to be touched and she began dutifully stroking the length of his shaft with her cupped hand.
As she attended to his erection, Deepak fumbled with the clasp on her bra. He grunted with pleasure as he finally liberated the heavy globes and tossed her bra into the far corner of the room. He played with her boobs like a happy child, lifting each in turn and bouncing them to feel their heft. He squeezed them mercilessly as though they were giant stress balls leaving pink handprints on them when he finally let go, enjoying how she yelped when he squeezed too hard.
He then paused for a moment so he could unbutton his jeans and, after pulling his zipper down, he hoisted himself off the couch so he could quickly slide his jeans and boxers down to the floor. The tip of his enormous 10-inch cock poked out and wobbled beneath his shirttails like an angry cobra and as he sat back down he fished Archana's hand back and clamped it onto his bobbing shaft.
The pretty Milf was in a trancelike state. She truly was ashamed to be immersed in such a scandalous mess — with the neighbor's teenage son, no less. But she knew she had no-one to blame but herself. She allowed herself to think that at least her son would be pleased that his friend had a good time with her. She kept working her hand up and down Deepak's hard-as-bricks erection and looked up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he might be satisfied with a simple hand job. The expression he returned said everything and her heart sank with the realization that Deepak was making plans to put her to good use and that the evening was far from over for her.
He took her right hand and maneuvered it until her fingertips were less than an inch away from his massive hard on. He then withdrew his hand, leaving hers right next to his throbbing cock as he returned his attention to her breasts. She knew what he wanted so she slowly advanced her fingers, letting them slide up the side of the mountainous denim bulge.
As Archana discovered the enormity of Deepak's girth she felt panicky and lightheaded. She petted and patted him tentatively — almost warily — not quite knowing what to do. He reached down to show her how he wanted to be touched and she began dutifully stroking the length of his shaft with her cupped hand.
As she attended to his erection, Deepak fumbled with the clasp on her bra. He grunted with pleasure as he finally liberated the heavy globes and tossed her bra into the far corner of the room. He played with her boobs like a happy child, lifting each in turn and bouncing them to feel their heft. He squeezed them mercilessly as though they were giant stress balls leaving pink handprints on them when he finally let go, enjoying how she yelped when he squeezed too hard.
He then paused for a moment so he could unbutton his jeans and, after pulling his zipper down, he hoisted himself off the couch so he could quickly slide his jeans and boxers down to the floor. The tip of his enormous 10-inch cock poked out and wobbled beneath his shirttails like an angry cobra and as he sat back down he fished Archana's hand back and clamped it onto his bobbing shaft.
The pretty Milf was in a trancelike state. She truly was ashamed to be immersed in such a scandalous mess — with the neighbor's teenage son, no less. But she knew she had no-one to blame but herself. She allowed herself to think that at least her son would be pleased that his friend had a good time with her. She kept working her hand up and down Deepak's hard-as-bricks erection and looked up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he might be satisfied with a simple hand job. The expression he returned said everything and her heart sank with the realization that Deepak was making plans to put her to good use and that the evening was far from over for her.
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