Afraid to twist and grind now, afraid she would lose his tongue lunging in and out of her asshole, she held herself still, except for the trembling or...asms within her naked body.Donny ran his tongue as deep up his mother's asshole as he could, fucking her there as he had fucked her in the cunt. His cock was standing up from his lap, throbbing with almost painful hardness. He was dripping copiously, the slippery juices running down the throbbing cockshaft.The waves of crashing orgasms refused to. My hole ached. I was so embarrassed. I exited the video booth and saw the clerk was behind the counter talking to the customer. I tried to walk quickly to the door. As I approached they stopped talking and looked at me. “Hey boy, that’s one fine asshole you got. Bring it back anytime you faggot slut.”I was so embarrassed and scared and didn’t know what to do. The clerk and the customer began laughing. I was mortified, standing there covered in his cum, all I could do was mutter sheepishly,. "And I want that!", shesaid, giving it a little squeeze as it got harder and harder."What are you doing? I really don't want to. Just let me go and we willforget about everything, ok?" Don't let me regret giving you your speach back!" she said in anauthoritarian tone. "Don't fight it and it'll be over soon." She startetmassaging my thing rhythmically. It felt awesome but at the same time Iwasn't able to appreciate it in any way."I really like you and therefore I thought about how I could do. Clicking off the phone, Taylor headed out of the apartment and to his car. Twenty minutes later he regretted not just taking a taxi. Georgetown was not the easiest place to park, and Taylor ended up leaving his car six blocks from the girl’s dorm. That in and of itself wouldn’t have been so bad, but February in DC can get pretty cold, and there was even a light snow on the ground.Taylor was at least glad he’d looked at the weather and ditched his usual leather jacket for something more.