He stopped momentarily as he reached the living room. The back of a head was visible over the top of his couch. He relaxed and continued walking when ...e recognized it as Mark's.Mark's head was tilted to rest on the back of the couch. His eyes were closed and he was snoring softly. Tom stifled a laugh as he saw the line of drool that extended from the corner of his friend's widely gaping mouth to his chest. The desire to laugh ceased when he proceeded a little further and saw that Mark's right. Please?’ It’s moments like this that makes me realize just how much a guy’s brain is wired directly to his cock. And, when you get an offer of a blowjob, how can anyone let his little head be governed by his big one? In fact, even if my third grade teacher had been there at that moment and said those same things to me I would have caved. Interesting that I thought about Mrs. Shelby, my third grade teacher, who was pretty hot, from what I remember of some two decades ago. Nowadays, well, who. Oh, my." I love her lots, Mom," she cooed, cupping her mother's full breasts, "but then I saw you in the bathroom a couple of days after me and Paula made love that first time. You were getting out of the shower, naked and wet all over." Mist paused to lick Tammy's left nipple, circling the tip of her mother's breast with a playful tongue. "You were so beautiful, Mom, so sexy." She sighed dreamily. "I think, maybe ... that I fell in love with you right then." She nuzzled the tuft of soft red. ‘I’m gonna cum. Where …’ ‘Oh God, come in me,’ I squealed. ‘I’m on the pill. Please, God, fuck me like a cheap whore and … fill … me … up. That was all he needed to hear. He blistered my pussy with a half-dozen rapid-fire thrusts, then he groaned long and loud as he emptied himself deep in my womb. We were gasping and I was panting as another orgasm roared through me at the feeling of his cum basting my steaming pussy. We were wrapped up in each other’s arms as we kissed again, deeply and.