One of your hands slides around my back as the other twist and pinches my nipple. "Oh God Master," I manage to mumble around you mouth. Your lips twis... into a smile as you continue, stopping to watch my expression. My face contorted in pleasure I let my head drop back moaning vigorusly for you. My hips rotate in small little circles over your cock. The tip stimulating my clit. My moans increase in loudness, bringing me closer to an orgasm with each twitch, each rotations. Suddenly I feel you. Penis…(she faked modesty) pressing into my mouth, pushing apart my lips. What it feels like to lick a cock and have it at the back of my throat.’ Mr. Kelly squirmed, transfixed on her lips as she spoke the words. ‘I think I’d like it a lot. I just know my little… my lips down there… would get so wet. See,’ she explained, ‘when I’m home alone, when Mom’s not there… sometimes,’ she stopped and looked up at him, and said, ‘You’re going to think I’m naughty.’ He practically screamed, ‘No… tell me.’. She stood upright and half turned to kiss him, her hand curling around his cock, stroking him slowly from the tip down his shaft and back again. His other hand reached round to feel her breasts, massaging them, feeling her nipples harden as their tongues danced across each otherPaul turned her so that she could lean on the bed as he knelt behind her, slowly kissing his way up her thigh whilst his finger slid in and out of her wet pussy. She groaned as she felt his tongue circling her clit, the. She was a divorced mother of a young son and lived only about 20 minutes away. She was 5-6 and about 165. She had mentioned to me that she loved anal, I confessed that my wife did not care for the idea so we had never tried it but I'd love to give it a go. We planned an evening after her son had gone to bed. I got to her home and knocked on the door and she answered in nothing but a towel. I thought this would be a night to talk, really get to know each other, I was wrong. We went straight to.