The soft fleshthere is always one of my favorite places on a woman.I could smell her cunt and my dick was so ready tofuck. As I approached her pussy, ...he said, “Joe, don’t,please.” My heart fell. I thought she was about totell me we were through. “My�I don’t really like it.Let’s just do other things.” No problem, I was quitehappy to forego eating her if she didn’t want me to.There were enough other places to kiss her, afterall. I let go of her leg. “I fucked Laura and Abby’s Mom?” He took several sheets of paper towels to clean up his mess best he could.Brad cleaned up and quickly returned to Abby’s side. He brushed away several more strands of her matted hair then leaned, kissing her lightly on the lips, “Please Abby, I need you to live. I know that you can hear me. I love you, Abby!” He sobbed, tears flowing freely and landing her face.“Mom, I don’t feel so good,” Abby complained rubbing her right side.“Abby honey, your earthly body is. As the sleigh started to move my head moved backwards slightly. Even through the hood I could feel that the back of my head was against Helen’s panties. She wriggled behind me to make more contact. If I was to be surrounded like this except when waving to the crowds I would be warm. I felt not just warm but loved and hugged. I was enjoying myself. Their arrangements to keep me warm worked. At the start of the procession the lights came on just after our seats moved upright. I took my right arm. Her dress billowed in my face revealing a glimpse of her large breasts. She began to drag her nails slowly along the underside of my cock, grinning. It felt amazing, my whole cock was aching and heavy. Then she started tickling the base of my knob with her nails. My bum twitched. She pinched my knob and fluttered her thumb underneath like a moth.“Are they heading back yet?” she said. I stuttered “No. Not…yet.. they’re… ” but I didn’t finish the sentence. Our eyes met as white spunk spurted up.