So as I raised my camera and looked at the view screen I watched them. Oh my God, they squatted down, they opened up their knees wide, and then they b...th exposed their panty-covered pussies to me.The mother was Georgia Smith and I had been given the scoop on her. She was a single mother of twenty-eight that had gotten knocked up at fourteen and had her daughter at fifteen. Sheila was all of thirteen.I took a whole lot of pictures, as they loved up that little kitten. I got them full on, I got. Sammys heart sped up , beating in his ears. To his left was a dresser, a flat screen television perching on it. A queen sized bed separated him from a wall to wall closet with sliding mirrored panels. A room, familiar,and just like every other room in the Hotel. He wound his way around the foot of the bed, trailing the fingers of his left hand over the top of the television, no dust. Just past the bed and on the other side of the closet, the door to the bathroom stood open. A neat pile of used. I could feel her nervousness as we kept kissing. I began unbuttoning her blouse. I kissed her neck over and over again. I was going to take my time and make love to this woman. She had on slacks, which I unbuttoned and let them fall to the floor. I dropped to my knees and began kissing her tummy. I could hear her making noises while holding onto my head. I could smell her sex while kissing her at the top of her panties. I could tell she had a nice but trimmed bush. I pushed my face against the. "Open your mouth slut or I'll have my master fry your cunt."I parted my lips and she pushed the cock into me. It was so big, my mouth was fully stretched trying to accept it. She didn't stop pushing. My whole face was contorted by the size of the cock.She then started to push in and out, fucking my mouth with the big black cock. Each time she drove further into my mouth. I started to choke. I felt the tip of the cock stretch my throat. I began to panic. I couldn't breathe. I tried to push her.