Whenever I visit her house, I use to stay there normally in the weekends for 1 or 2 days. For every work, I use to praise my mil in front of her two d...ughters and mil use to be proud and happy about it. I show to her as if I am taking hell a lot of care and affection towards her in every aspect. So, she also shows the same thing to me. I use to touch her hand or some part of her body whenever I get a chance as if it is done unknowingly. She also doesn’t care about it and she thinks it is. My cock is still comically dangling out of my pants as I kneel, continuing to lick at her.I laugh to myself, I can't see it, but I picture my cock steaming. Then I push my tongue all the way up inside her, as far as I can get it, and she can't decide whether to push me away, pull my face closer or try to stand on her tiptoes. So she does all three and has an orgasm for good measure, a huge, feminine, roaring exhalation of some forgotten, eternal word. Then she pushes my face to one side and. She was as gorgeous as ever, and I felt a new stirring in my loins as I headed back to the bed."Got some of that for me?" she inquired, the hint of a smirk on her face."Of course." Are we still visiting the Playboy mansion tomorrow?" she asked me as I lifted the covers and crawled in to snuggle with her. She immediately dropped her hand to my crotch to start petting me. I nodded a "yes" to her question."Mmm, I've been dying to find out what Holly tastes like. She so sugary in person, and I'll. I rub my nose across her hard clit as I exhale strongly into her gapped vagina. I ask her, “how many guys came in here?” as I lightly flick my tongue on her cunt lips.Between her deep breaths she quietly whispers, “three without condoms.” That reminds me of the three condoms full of cum in waiting hanging off the head board as I reply, “thanks for saving those cum sacks for us baby.” I use my tongue to lightly lap at my wife’s red, swollen cum coated lips. I love the taste as my tongue and.