Once inside, he found a mirror and looked.The vision that stared back at him was average looking at best. With creases and crow's-feet around the eyes...and lips, Ryan could tell she was older. The face wore very little makeup with only a hint of pink lipstick to accentuate somewhat thin lips. The hair was shoulder length and blonde with a slight wave and dark roots. Well, at least he was a blonde, sort of.Then he examined his body, which appeared to be on the heavy side. Not fat, but definitely. "I read it somewhere" he added. He had the thought that he would be glad to lick any of her sweat off of anywhere on her body even if it was dusty. His mother wasn't really listening. She was just thinking how good his hands felt and the total relaxation spreading throughout her whole body from those hands. She was cooling off and heating up at the same time. David moved to the right thigh. Marla didn't think David had ever massaged her thighs before but it felt great and kept feeling. Donald’s prick is pulsating against Emma’s scrunching vag. He lifts his hand and moves it to Emma’s mons. His fingers are rubbing down to find her clit, and with finger and thumb, he brushes back and forth over it, pinching it some.Emma cries out in delight. Her pussy is quacking as the nerve endings are lite and that incredible all-encompassing rush comes over her. Her beating cunt is affecting Donald also, and he, in turn, feels the wave flow through him. They are both at the abyss. A. I invited him in. We sat and chatted for about 5 minutes and Carol entered the room. She was dressed in a navy blue blouse and short yellow mini-skirt. She said to me, " I wanted to surprise you" She approached Mike and kissed him on the cheek and said, "I'm glad you could make it." Mike touched Carol's left breast and smiled. As the afternoon wore on, Carol became more aggressive. She removed her blouse and bra. Then invited us to suck her tits. She stood between us. I sucked one while Mike.