“That’s so good.”Linda slid a finger into her mother’s vagina and started working it back and forth. She knew it felt good when guys did it to...her, and she found that special spot to rub. The combination of her tongue on her mother’s clitoris and her finger inside her did what she wanted, and she saw her mother orgasm, her body convulsing, her back arching, her hand pressing her head even more firmly into her groin. When she had finished Linda licked her finger and started working her way up. "The howl died out into a new wave of choking, raspy sobs. Allen gaspedfor air, face a contorted, made-up mask of agony.The officer rose to his feet, crossing the claustrophobic room to standover the crying man."You need protective custody to have even a chance at survival. Thereare predators in the prison population, Mr. Hamton. They will devouryou alive. Do you understand that? Work with us. Tell us who gave youthe product, who bought you this outfit. Otherwise, Allen, you're justgoing to be. I’m licking her tits and then I look up and start to kiss her again. Nice long french kisses and it seems like she is enjoying and giving some back to me. I feel like I’m going to cum soon but I don’t want this to end. I grab her and lift her up and lie her on my desk, knocking over paper and stuff. I pull her legs apart, holding them in the air, and go down and start to eat her wet used pussy. I lick it up and down and stick my tongue into it. It feels and tastes great and she moans. I reach. The music volume was loud, just the way I like it. I love feeling it flow through me as I cranked up the volume a bit more. After several sips, the bottle was empty and I was feeling pretty fucking hot and bothered. My fingers had already caused a massive wet spot in the tiny crotch area of my shorts, and my erect nipples were aching for attention. I rushed up and grabbed another cold brew and dropped my shorts to the floor. My cold hand felt good as it brushed against my hairless lips, then.