Mom raised her legs and pulled me down with her lets.I kept on spattering. When I was completely empty, I slowly released myself from her arms. My cock was getting softer and smaller. Mom released my hips and relaxed her legs. I pulled my soft cock out of her and fell on her side.We both were spent and exhausted. Mom’s eyes were half-closed. I could see a great amount of satisfaction on her face. Looking at the ceiling I asked her, “Neetu, were you happy, satisfied?”Mom turned her head to me and said, “Oh, son! Happy, it’s much more than that. I have no words to express. I have reached a shattering climax after years. Ah, I am so happy, so satisfied!”Mom turned on my side, pulled me closer to her with her hand beneath my head, and asked, “Sonny, what about you? Are you happy?”I snuggled my face in the middle of her melons and said, “Oh, Neetu, what are you asking? Today is the happiest day of my life. My god, I never knew this joy and pleasure. It was incredible. I love you, Neetu, I. She thought it had looked nice when she had checked it out in the bathroom mirror, in proportion to the rest of her body, which, she thought, was just as pretty as Jane’s from the previous night.She slid her feet off the desk and pulled her dressing gown around her, thinking back to the sight of that girl in the bushes, how those brambles had dug into the flesh of her neck and head, how she must have been thrown in there to have landed with her arms contorted and her face in the dirt. Whatever her faults might be, and Holly could only think of a night of uncontrolled drinking, it was no excuse whatsoever to discard her like an unwanted toy. Jane would have had no chance trying to get out of those brambles on her own in the state she was in. Her face would have been ripped up and the injuries to her thighs would certainly have increased, maybe up to her pussy from the way those brambles had snagged her. She balled her hands into fists, thinking of ways on which those men could be.
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