Just daydreaming,’ I stammer, feeling as if my thoughts are on display for all to see. ‘Must’ve been good. You’re blushing,’ says the guy to...my left, which results in a rather lively and risqué discussion of fantasies in general. I get a few tantalizing hints about your preferences in a lover, and I file them away. If and when I ever get the opportunity to get you off, I’ll have a better idea how to thoroughly please you. I’ve a few ideas of my own, as well. I’m pretty sure you’ll like them. At. I was a little scared but I wanted to do what he wanted and make him happy. With the first touch of my tongue, I fell in love with it: the smell, the salty taste of his hot, throbbing, turgid flesh, the texture of his member as the smooth head contrasted with the rougher flesh of the shaft, the taste of the first forming drops of his precum that greeted me on my tongue's first journey across a man's cock. I delighted as even the slightest motion of my tongue made his entire body react, as his. The Quaalude and scotch had really relaxed me. ‘You mean she won’t suck your cock?’I asked. ‘Yea,she thinks it’s dirty or some shit.’Then he goes,’Sheila,when you’re with your boyfriends,is that something you do?’ I looked down to his lap and said very slowly,’Every fucking time.’This time there was definitely movement. ‘But I don’t just drop to my knees and go at it.There’s always kissing and cuddling first.’ He nodded his head,took a sip of his drink and pulled me towards himself and kissed. As his horny mother squealed and bucked her pussy against his chin, John slipped his hands under her tight, firm asscheeks, pulling her hot, juice-filled cunt harder against his open mouth. Tina's cuntflesh writhed and pulsed against his face as her son buried his stiff, pointed tongue deep inside her seething cunthole.Tina was in seventh heaven as John noisily sucked up her abundant juices and then began to thrust his hard tongue in and out of her quivering snatch like a short, fat cock,.