Isabella then leaned over and whispered into Darla's "Your masseuses are here. Bruno, Louis and our mystery man whom we just refer to as Mr. X! Now do...what they say and you'll experience pure pleasure, but if you refuse I guarantee that you will never know what you missed. Shall we proceed?" Darla was by now practically speechless as she nodded her head yes and felt the familiar tongue and lips of Isabella kiss her deep.Louis than came up and whispered into Darla's ear "I am so glad that I. That evening, after we had a nicedinner, she asked me to sit with her in the living room for adiscussion."Brandon I want to compliment you on how well you worked with me today.I knew once we talked out our differences that we could come up with asolution. I really liked how the skirt worked for me. You seem to taketo it naturally, so I decided to get you a few accessories to make itmore complete. Also, wearing a skirt or even a dress for that matterrequires certain grooming requirements, so I. Now obviously at 14 my son had not developed any tact whatsoever so while we were hauling our dead weight through the house I noticed that his eyes were glued to my breasts, no effort put in hiding what he was staring at. I was furious with my husband enough at the time that I ignored it. We got my husband to the bed and without thinking I climbed up on the bed to pull while my son who was stronger than me picked up most of his dads weight and allowed me to pull him onto the bed. Now I saw. .. to... your... big... blaaaaaaack... ccccock... oooooohhhhh... yesssssss... fuck... me... ! Her legs seemed to weaken. She sat down on her vanity stool, nylon legs spread wide, continuing to fuck herself with that big cock, head thrown back, moaning in passion, breasts heaving, nipples hard points, straining against the silken material of the bra. She had one orgasm after another. Her ass squirmed against the soft cushion as she tried to get more and more of the dildo up her grasping cunt..