Mom stroked the tool up and down, wetting its tip, then centering it at my opening…continuing the petting of my pussy…It wasn’t shivering any more…my body was purring, expectant, but not expectant for long as the thing pushed aside my lips, entering me. Indian xxx “Mom!” I said. I flinched and blushed and I thought I was getting wet…I went to the kitchen chair and sat…then I knew I was wet as the crunching of my bottom, the weight of my body folds on the chair made me shiver. The petting by Mom was better. If I was still a girl after a good dog licking, I was feeling very womanly. Mom stroked the tool up and down, wetting its tip, then centering it at my opening…continuing the petting of my pussy…It wasn’t shivering any more…my body was purring, expectant, but not expectant for long as the thing pushed aside my lips, entering me.
