Sultry South Indian Nights

Scott half-cringed, half-smirked, but shook his head affirmatively. Indian xxx hd After several blissful seconds of passionate intimacy, Scott’s mother pulled her lips away. He loved her. “I—”
“I don’t want to be a momma’s boy or anything, Mom!”
The outburst had come with more force than he’d intended and his mother looked a little taken aback. Nothing could have convinced him to ask her to stop. “You really look great! “I know.”
They laid there together for some time, just breathing and enjoying the afterglow as the embers of their passionate love cooled down. “Oh, Mom…that was fantastic! She stood up and began to head for the master bedroom upstairs. The rejection and lack of explanation was just too much. “I’m not trying to turn you into a momma’s boy. “Mom…!” he wheezed, still letting his eyes feast on her curvy, gorgeous figure. “Besides,” she philosophized, adding them to the boiling pot, “relationships are like farts: if you have to force them, they’re probably crap.”
Scott laughed. Her eyes followed her hands. The pleasure she gave him was indescribable. He just had to muster the boldness to follow through with this plan. It was a trait that Scott had come to admire. She was certainly a beautiful lady. “I know. Nodding, Scott smiled. “Ohhh…Scott…! “Mom…oh, it feels so good, Mom… “Well, that’s ok. He met with disappointment yet

Sultry South Indian Nights

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