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Geeta, enjoying the whole thing, obediently turned around leaving the utensils half washed. Now they were face to face, standing so close, that the only thing separating their huge boobs were the two thin pieces of blouse. “Kamini, tu pure din sirf sex ki hi sochti rahti hai kya?” Manju asked as she let hand roam all around Geeta’s sexy blouse-covered back.She moved her hand through Geeta’s long hair. “Saali chut ki khujli itni hogi to mitaega kaun? Tera baap?” Manju smiled and let her hand roam to Geeta’s ample butt and pressed it gently. Geeta moaned and reciprocated the action by pressing Manju’s boobs hard with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. Manju almost screamed with pleasure. They started kissing and let their tongues roam around each other’s mouth, mixing their saliva in the process. After few minutes, albeit very unwilling, Manju said “Abe chod yaar, pehle kaam khatam karne de. Baad me phir maze lutenge.” Geeta let her go and continued with their work as fast. Billy knew from experience how good she was and how great it felt.Jason looked over at him, seeing the lust on his face, and said, “Your mom is such a whore.” Then he looked back down at Carole, who was by now taking his entire cock down her throat. “That’s right, you cock-sucking cum-whore, suck me…you are going to need all the protein you can get for what’s going to happen to you this weekend.” Just then, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face into his crotch. “Fuck, yes,” he started moaning. “Swallow it, you cum guzzling bitch.”Jason didn’t let go of Carole’s head until he was completely empty. Carole gasped for air when she could breathe again. Then, as she was trained, she took the man’s cock and sucked out every last drop before she fell back into her kneeling submissive position. “Your turn,” Jason said, stepping back.Billy was up there in a flash. He pulled out his own cock and pushed it towards his mom’s face.“Nice,” Jason said, “big and uncut. She has.
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