"Which mess?" The Gainesville mess. Summer break is almost over and the girls need a new school. I won't have a home to speak of in the next few month..., so the school has to come with boarding, and it better be with somebody they trust."Understanding dawned on him and his mouth fell open. There was mirth in her eyes when she continued."Just one year, you hear? After that I'll take them to my new home and I'll have time for them again. You go and find them school and board for a year."He smiled. Right now, the chills she felt each time his cock touched the back of her throat were promising to bring her to another orgasm.Donnie started heavily panting around the same time Mom decided to keep sucking him until her orgasm hit. His hands left her hair and moved down to her breasts. Donnie forced himself to take his time, loving the way he could feel his body shivering with desire and the way he could hear her breath catch ever so slightly every time he touched her breasts. He teased her. Your risqué streams wet my parched manly mouth,As I move down and French kiss that other area. Yes! That one!What do you know of the Watsonville strawberry of central California?Its fleshy entity is marvelous, rendering an original recipe of abundantZest and indeed plentiful tart to literally die for without a single doubt.However my female friend and fans, I must issue this decree now:To succulently lick and romantically kiss a woman’s Perineum,Is so ever magnificent and spectacular, engorging. I just wanted to make sure you weren't jealous about me being with another man."Jennifer went back to giving my aroused member more of her oral pleasures but I had the impression that she had left something unsaid. I waited for a while to see if she would say anything and when she didn't I said, "Jen, is there something on your mind. Something you want to tell me?"She said, "Nothing I want to tell you but something I want to ask." Jennifer took my cock deep into her throat and slowly withdrew..