‘Where can I get a pair of those shoes?’ she asked as people were taking their seats. Both Alex and Monique looked at her and then at Michelle’s...feet. ‘They’re great aren’t they?’ Michelle said her British accent strong as she showed off her shoes. Knightsbridge, London. There is a little cobbler there. He makes a couple of dozen pairs a month. Craft stuff, but really comfortable and really well made.’ ‘I really want a pair of those. Maybe a couple of pairs.’ ‘Remind me before you leave and I. Pretty soon the one fucking her grunts with satisfaction as he cums inside her. Then the other makes a similar sound and you see your mother increasing the suction and swallowing his load.Both of them pull their pricks out of your mother and look over at you sheepishly."Uh, sorry about that pal. I guess we got carried away there," says one."Your mother does have a sweet pussy, though," laughs the other as they pull on their pants.You curl your hand into fists and are about to start punching. I was more than eager to do so, and stuffing my pillow between my thighs. I went to work i slowly began to grid my throbbing clitoris against my pillow. THE feelings started to shoot through me, and i could feel my pillow developing the familiar wet spot from the hot juices flowing from my horny pussy. I turned my head, watched my mom grinding, i got my left hand under my breast and started to pull and tug on my hard, aching nipple. My mom was watching me hump, fuck i felt so horny, so lewd,. From there it grew and Brad would talk dirty about fucking her in the arse and say things to her like as soon as he came she should get read to get fucked in the arse. She always agreed to do it, but after he came, he never did. Kathryn was going to have to up her ante. Even when they weren't having sex or even getting romantic she would just say out of the blue how she knew a cock should fit in her arse. Just to get him thinking about before they next had sex. They had afternoon sex pretty.