Thick Amateur Indian Aunty

“This is my son Kyle I was telling you about, the best dang cook around.” Once again I can feel the heat of my blushing cheeks. I look up as Amanda tips her hat in acknowledgement. “If your cookin’s as good as Steph brags it up to be than we’re going to get along just fine.” Of all the dinners, Steph decided to bring home a woman like that on spaghetti night. So much for good impressions… I look up to Amanda’s dark brown eyes and I’m completely paralyzed. “Hmm is that spaghetti I’m smellin?” she asks. I look at her wide eyed as she looks into my eyes expectantly. I tense up at her Hardcore stare. “Hmm not much of a talker are you?” “Spaghetti again!?” Steph sighed. “Didn’t we have spaghetti last night? Not that I’m complaining, your spaghetti is the best.” “Hey, I love me some spaghetti,” Amanda remarks as she licks her chops sending a shiver down my spine. “Well you’re not going to be disappointed,” Steph remarks. “Looks like you’ve got it all ready, I’ll go ring the horn amateur to let those knuckleheads know supper's ready.” I grab one more glass now that there is an additional mouth to feed and finish pouring the juice. Then I mix in the meaty sauce with the noodles just as the timer goes off on the garlic bread. I see Amanda take off her leather jacket revealing two very toned, dark brown arms, one covered in tats. She then takes a seat and watches me intently. Feeling her heavy gaze sends my stomach in a tisy and sets my nerves on fire. I bring her a blowjob glass of bug juice and set it in front of her. She grabs indian my arm as I go to turn away. “So darlin, besides cookin, what else can ya do?” I choke up with an uneasiness, something about her makes my head spin. “Ah… Excuse me?” “Surely cookin ain't the only thing you’re good for,” she said with a smirk as her eyes traveled down to my backside. “You clean too?” “I ahhh… yeah.” I sputtered nervously, shamefully looking away. What should I say? I smell something sweet. The closer I got, the stronger and better indian the amateur aroma became. She looked down on her impaled cunt and groaned. "God yes, fuck.. Well if you have any more girl friends or family you would like to bring here I will give them the same help but only women, because I must be the one to impregnate them for this to work. It was for me, finally, the real thing. I turn and look, I recognize you from pictures I have seen. “You’d better get used to this, Hardcore kitten.” He hissed. Sure enough, the statuesque brunette - only six inches shorter blowjob than Nathan at 5’10” - was indeed coming their way. I fucked her every chance I got.