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I had some courage and went still near to her. She looking at me through the mirror asked “… now tell me what you said..?” as she asked adorable my pulse rate fell down. A kind of dizziness taking place in me. “Maa…” I said. “Voon …. tell me what you said?” she asked again. Now there is no escape for me.. yet I said.. “When maa….?” “On the bike when we are riding back home..” “Ooh! That…?” “Haan.. that only… come spell out..?” she said. Though she is asking I could not doggystyle find anger in her voice.. nor in her face. She is as usual calm. But I had a doubt that she is smiling herself seeing my situation. “I…I… maa…” “Arye Paddu.. what I.. i.. when you don’t have guts to accept what you said then why did you said that..?” I gathered courage in me and said.. “What is the wrong in his words maa.. you are so cute.. Particularly from back…sometimes I myself feel to hug you from back side..” I said gathering courage and waiting for the whip to fall on me. She still adjusting petite her hair.. said.. slowly..”Then what hurdles are there for not doing it..?” hearing those words I am in shock.. Did I hear correctly.. I looked at her in the mirror and said “Maa….” Then I saw a mischievous smile on her lips and hugged her tightly from back. Instantly my manhood stood erect poking at teens her fleshy butt. “Thank you maa… thank you..” I said and gave a poke of my dick again. She slowly turned towards me..and putting her two hands on my shoulders and looking into my eyes said.. “Paddu you are my darling son.. you have protected me many a Big Boobs times from your dad’s wrath. It is the responsibility of the mother to fulfill the desire of the children.. Isn’t it?” “Oh maa.. thank you…” and I am watching her mesmerizingly. She naughtily smiling at me said “Now that your desire of hugging me from the back is fulfilled.. Are you satisfied now .. my dear son..?” I didn’t know .. There is no doubt about it, my mother is a workhorse. Zanyia and Ealaín rushed in his wake, the aoi si's hands on her weapons. “In drama, two types of groups don’t work well together. To be continued "Fuck, yes!" My doggystyle daughter shifted, her hips wiggling. “You know I petite do, Daddy!” moaned Garnet. They were both stroking their cocks. At their present speed they teens should clear the debris field in only a few time units. The imam's wife moaned into our kiss as she squeezed her twat around me. That’s what the room was about, feeling good, adorable even if a man’s pleasure included a woman’s pain. I needed Big Boobs to cum so badly. He pushed the long box under her ass until it hit the barn wall.