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Katya served a few small snacks and then sat next to her husband.Katya and Gert sat on a large comfortable sofa and I sat in a large armchair. From the terrace you could look across the fields to a forest. Gert told me there regularly seen wild boar and deer on the field. Gradually I began to feel the influence of the wine. We had skipped lunch to avoid the traffic jams. I noticed that I was a little tipsy, but it felt wonderful.Katya stood up, "Honey if you do not mind I'd like to swim before I start dinner." Fine" said Gert, I'll show Paul his room and then he can off his suit, I give him a shirt and shorts from me ". We stood up and I followed both the bedrooms where I was given a spacious room. Gert gave me some shorts, a polo shirt and two towels. "I'll meet you downstairs” he said to me.I walked into the bathroom, took off my clothes and was about to step into the shower when the bathroom door opened. Katya stood there wearing a white bikini with a thin cloth around her hips.. It was obvious he wanted to just get fucked. I tried rimming him, but the position was weird, so I just lubed up my dick and climbed on him.As I’m shoving in he says he’s tight and he was right. Then he asked me if I liked to talk dirty. I can get into it a bit, so I tried to get into it and asked him things like “you like to get bred boy”? And he said “no, but can you pull out and cum on my face?” I just flatly said I like to cum in a guy’s ass. Then he asked me if I had my hood handy and I told him it was too much trouble to get and asked him if he liked anonymous fucks where he can’t see the guy’s face. Again, he wasn’t playing along with my attempts to talk dirty and said “no”. (Then why did he ask me to wear my hood?)Then he started changing positions and generally disrupting things. In the course of things my dick started going soft (I don’t like bottoms trying to control the scene), but I did learn one important thing. He really liked feeling my full weight on him.At one point.
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I’ll be careful from next time,” she said and winked at me. “Now go take a bath. I need to change my clothes,” she said, applying kajal to her eyes.“It’s okay, mom. I can stay right here.” I said, staring at her beauty shamelessly.“You naughty!” She said and threw a towel at me. “Go take a bath. Let’s have breakfast together.”I went into the bathroom, and immediately, my eyes fell on the pile of clothes mom had just removed. I picked up her panty and smelled it. I could smell the musky scent of her pussy juices and her sweat. I spent the next 20 minutes, jerking off to her panty.“You took an awfully long time to bathe,” mom said, winking at me. She was wearing a plain pink saree and had her hair tied in a bun like always.“Well, I had to get clean, mom,” I replied. I was wearing just a pair of boxers and a t-shirt again. I noticed mom gazing at my crotch every now and then.“Ya ya, because you are such a dirty boy,” mom laughed.“Well, dirty moms give birth to dirty sons, right mom!” I.

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