In record speed, the grocer again zipped up and hissed a quick good bye. By the time, she moved from bitch posture to normal posture, he had sped off, leaving her gasping in pleasure and absolute wonder that she had been fucked twice in no time. Again she didn’t even see the dick that gave her so much joy. But more exciting was the thought that her son was right in the next room, but didn’t know about it. How wrong she was. Deen had seen it. And it took sometime for him to emerge from the bathroom. After all 2 jerk offs in ten minutes need some time for recovery. The four youthful marauders left her door and Manya shut it with a mixed feeling. She was relieved that they left before her husband came out of the bath. Yet she felt a tingling in her loins and an ache in asian her breasts from all the pawing and mauling that she received with almost her full consent. The simultaneous pressure of four pairs of hands and one dick on her extra wholesome body under the oral pretext of festivity did its own things to teen her bodily responses and right now she had lost all the traces of satiety which the two mind blowing orgasms with the milkman and her cousin had given her. Instead her crotch and pussy experienced a rejuvenated itch from all the youthful caressing she received. The itch was now spreading all over her inner thighs – such was the impact of raw energy on her mature voluptuous body. After shutting the door, she slumped right down onto the floor, her saree still off her shoulders, her body still dripping from the soaking she received from Sam, the neighbourhood amateur painter and photographer. Sam was a sensitive and soft spoken kid next door who always had that adulatory look in his eyes but not that raw passion. So he had just drenched her all over without really groping her like the others did. Like Deen, his perspective was also a bit distant and appreciative rather than physical, which was what most people who came into contact with Manya became. Deen saw his mother slumping onto the floor and was concerned. “Mom, are you OK?”, he called out and rushed to her side. He held her bare shoulders and wondered whether she was going to swoon. Luckily Manya was experiencing just a passing bout of exhaustion and she looked into her son’s eyes and smiled at him, loving the fact that he was concerned. Of course, are you okay amateur Nate? The collar was chained to something in front of me. When I tried standing up the collar dug into the back of my neck. Katrina had her arms wrapped around his head and her fingers in asian his hair. Thin with little tits, but she oral was tight and very sexy. He gave them a little pull about an inch down. My pussy was tight, but my asshole was even tighter so it took 5 minutes to flood him inside my asshole. I could hear Brad's footsteps walking in. He removed my blindfold, groped my tits and told me to get dressed and go back to work, and don’t forget to wait for your trainer to ride home with you, at that he left. “I do!” I growled, coming closer and closer, staring at the pink hue of her lips. I am soooo bored. His sister’s eyes softened as she put teen fingers around his soft cock, “Can you get hard again?” I stammered.