I am “Sayali Kulkarni”, age 19, 5’3” in height, weight 47 kg, stats- 34-26-35, and unmarried. Source: video aadivasi ki/20220423-643.Let me describe myself first.
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Other rooms were available by now but we didn’t bother to upgrade our double bed. But since there were so many people that had been stranded last night, seats were kind of tight.Mom and I had to stay in Chicago for half a day more, which was a very welcome situation for me.When we were out in public, mom transformed back to the same maternal, authoritative figure that demanded respect, and I became her little boy again.“Danny, honey, I know things took a different turn between us, a lot has happened, but I just want to remind you, once again, that what happens here in Chicago stays in Chicago.”With that in mind, I made the best out of our situation in Chicago. We ended up kissing, licking, sucking, and fucking all night, we just couldn’t get enough of each other.Late in the morning, after waking up and fucking some more, we learned that flights had resumed their courses. I didn’t even know what I was doing anymore, my body seemed to be running on auto-pilot. With weakening legs I stood up while she knelt and took everything my cock could offer as if it’s the last food on earth.By dawn we were drenched in sweat and beyond exhaustion, filthy and had the pungent smell of sex, but we were still going at it. Between the moans and grunts and sound of fucking, mom glanced behind her shoulder to quickly say, “When you’re about to cum, pull out and I’ll blow you.”Advertisements We did what she said. I clutched onto that fleshy body and focused all my energy on my cock, ramming it in and out of her like a well-oiled machine. Because she was taller, her ass was high enough for me to set both my feet on the bed as I leaned over her and fucked her from behind like a boy possessed. “Turn around, I want your pussy.”Mom rested on her elbows.
Mom and son are stranded at the airportReason (required)This post contains broken linksViolating submission guidelinePost has incorrect informationThis post contains child pornographyPost has spamCopyright IssueOtherDescriptionSubmit“That’s enough…” I said with shaky voice.