Emma was truly excited; her breathing was laboured, making her breasts sway underneath her; nearly brushing the freshly smoothed bedclothes. Emma wait...d for the first touch of his hand on her skin. Emma’s ears pricked up at the sound of the door creaking open, and then a click as she heard the lock catch and the door close. She heard the sounds of footsteps on the floor, and then the quiet, yet unmistakable sound, of the bedroom door opening fully. Emma waited. At first, there was nothing. She. I'll get the water warmed up." I didn't know quite what to do - I'd never taken a shower before with my mom. I heard her yell to me to hurry up. I took off my clothes and walked into the shower where she was waiting. She put me under the water and soaped up my shoulders and back."Doesn't that feel good now?" she asked. "Sure," I answered. Her hands continued downward. She crouched as she washed my rear end and the back of my thighs. Then she turned me around and soaped up my shoulders. Mark didn't wait any longer. He mounted her missionary style and began to stroke her tightness. Tiffany adjusted her tight ass and pulled her legs back over her head. Her limberness had been maintained with constant exercise. Mark marveled at the view. Mike pulled his meat out of her mouth and began to stroke it. “Don't stain my dress.” Tiffany hissed as Mark began to increase his rhythm. Mike felt the familiar tightening of his balls and aimed his rocket at her ear and neck. Two long streams. .? Please! I’m on my hands and knees before he has finished the word! Come on, come on… Ah, yes, there it is, that lovely cock, sliding back into my pussy, where it belongs! ‘Oh, I like this! You get in really deep!’ ‘Yeah… and I get to see your hot ass while I’m pumping you!’ ‘You like my ass?’ ‘Yeah. It makes me hot. Fuck, I don’t know what’s the matter with me! I just can’t get enough of your pussy!’ ‘Fuck me, Joe! Make me come!’ Doggy-style has always been my favourite. I love feeling a.