Her tits were nice and taut and I had many times peeked down her front when she bent down for something and admired her brown tits though I had never seen her nipples. We were alone now and there was no chance Mom would be back before late evening. It tasted a bit like sourcream and a bit like pee. I was past caring now. It was a mix of a heady soursweet aroma with the pungence of her pee. I was now almost going crazy with the need to fuck Sally’s tight hot cunt. My cock felt like it was on fire as it smoothly moved in and out of her tight love-tunnel, my balls working overtime to produce the seed I wanted to empty into her womb. I wanted to bury my whole cock deep upto my balls into her sleeping pussy.
