This dress showed off my big boobs beautifully, and – since it was impossible to wear a bra with this dress – allowed them to bounce and jiggle as I walked and moved about. Shane moaned, continued squeezing my swinging tits, and said “so – how’d it go with dad’s boss, mom?”
“We had a nice dinner”, I said, continuing to bounce up and down on his shaft, and looking down between us to watch his huge dick going in and out of my cunt. Indian porn It had been a little less than a week since my son discovered that I was fucking my husband’s boss. I continued pumping his shaft until he had completely emptied his ball sack and started softening in my hand. I simply couldn’t get enough of it and didn’t want to stop touching it. Shane was out with friends when Ben came by to pick me up for dinner. His big, thick cock was rock hard and pointing straight up toward the ceiling as he slowly stroked it with his right hand. As usual, I played with his semi-hard cock and he had his right hand inside my dress during the drive from the restaurant. I was so wet I was able to take his entire shaft with his first push.
