Her hands were suddenly grabbing my ass and then she said something I will never forget.“Nick, you’re fucking me.”“Damn right, I am,” I said...with a smirk. “I need this.”“Everyone does, gorgeous. And you deserve it.”Placing another pillow under Mandy’s hips, I sat up on my knees, grabbed her ankles, and held her legs spread apart, bent at the knee. Picking up the pace, I worked my way into a steady grind and enjoyed the view of my cock gliding in and out of her soaking pussy. We were both. I loved her dearly. I admired her eccentricity. I always felt open with her, because she treated me with love and respect. And so, the details emerged naturally, without admonition. June had really spilt the beans. Nothing had been spared.To sum up, Joan took the position that, like all young people finding their way, I was entitled to experiment. I knew she was not happy about some details, not necessarily because she found them distasteful, but because she knew how my mother would feel about. The first several times it had taken Zendaya leading Noon's cock for him, guiding that tapered head to her slicked up hole, a difficult task with how fast and hard Noon's thrusts always were. But he'd long since gotten used to breeding Zendaya, knowing exactly how to cant his hips, head slipping a few times from the amount of cum and drool that he’d left all over Zendaya's hole (and fuck , it was dripping with both cum and saliva, sloppy and lose and ready for Noon to fuck) but at last it. Their wedding...His hand slowed as Lala slowly reclined into his arms. He leaned over,looking down at her with her eyes still closed. He must have overdone it,she seemed to be asleep. She looked so at peace... he chuckled and slowlyleaned down, their lips meeting...Laharl's eyes immediately shot open as she felt something touch her lips.The Dark Adonis was leaning over her, and their lips were touching.Their lips were touching.Vyers' lips were touching her lips.Touching was what their lips were.