PETER'PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PROUDLY PRESENTS HIS 'FABULOUS FOUR' FAIR 'FIRSTIES'PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PROUDLY PRESENTS HIS 'FABULOUS F...UR' SEXUAL-SKILL:PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PROUDLY RED-HOT REAL REDHEAD 'DIONYSIA'S DANCE'PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PROUDLY RAVISHING REAL REDHEAD CURLY 'CUNTILLE'PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PROUDLY 'GIGGLING GLASSES' BERENDINA'S 'BIG BANG'PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PROUDLY 'CUNNING CUTE 'CLEMENTE'. Mom was moaning heavily now, and was giving the sounds as ‘issssssssss Aaaaaaaaaah, attadhara, baaga nani nakku’ (yeah like that lick me well), saying this mom took her hands and started playing with her boobs.I munched her pussy walls, pussy petals and the pussy hole like anything, I then took my middle finger and inserted in to her cunt , I started stroked it in and out while I had my tongue busy over the clit on the pussy, the vibration on the clit was raising rapidly and I fingered her. Clearly the answer was no."We're supposed to be going to see my family! Get up and get dressed. My sister just texted me and asked where we were!" Ah, shit. Fine." I grumbled as I rolled sluggishly from my half soaked couch.I never really enjoyed visiting Sam's family. They were all decent people, but always managed to talk over each other. Not to mention, their apartment was always unbearably hot, even in the winters. And the worst of it was her younger sisters.Sam, herself, wasn't bad. Was I really going to fuck this black man while my husband was clueless at work? How will I tell Mike? Will Marlon actually want me or has his flirting been purely innocent?None of that mattered. My pussy was soaking and I needed this. I reached the front door and knocked.As it opened I think he knew. It was the look in his eyes. He looked like a wild a****l wanting his mate. He looked me up and down "So what do I owe this pleasure?" He asked."Well Marlon I wondered if you could repay the.