I whisperedMe: Let me take care of you.Mum: No, it’s wrong, we should not.As I let my fingers play the piano, her moans in her voice said otherwise....e: Don’t you want me to take care of you? Don’t you also want to feel good like when dad used to make you feel special?She slowly let go of my hand, I let my fingers pleasure her. During this time, my cock was ready for some hardcore workout. Mum was already stroking it as I parted my lips from hers, kissing her chest onto her breasts.I was biting. This story contains explicit sexual language and fantasies involving the mental and physical control of others. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely coincidental. It is written with the inspiration of my Lady in my mind and heart, and is a gift for her. Please send any comments/suggestions to me at [email protected]. They are appreciated and warmly received. . This story may be. He takes my clit in his mouth, gently sucking on it, caressing my nipples as he licks my sweet juices. I can barely hold still while he played with my clit in his mouth. I shudder and grab the sheets as I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. I looked down at him and his entire mouth was consumed by my wet pussy. Grabbing the back of his head I pushed him further into me as he fucked me with his tongue. I could feel the buildup of my orgasm begin. He grabbed my hips and pushed his tongue as. It was great, we were all high and the girls bodies looked fantastic. Soon their tops were off, and they their shorts, the two girls were parading around in push up bras and g string thong underwear and everyone in the room could sense where it was all heading and soon he were gonna be head high in boobs and ass and pussy. The girls removed their bras and two of the nicest sets of tits were bouncing all around that college apartment. Me and Ed were both feeling up the girls and the girls were.