" You know how much I love my Skittles. Now you're going to earn them."He swallowed hard as she moved over his face.She was dripping wet when her fold... squished against his lips. He'd gone down on her quite a few times, and it was a noticeable difference. She was really getting off on the whole thing."Do it," she told him, and punctuated it by wiggling her hips.Sore as he was, he was determined not to disappoint. A broad lap coated his tongue in her abundant honey, and culminated in a stiff. Kate and Bree shared adjoining rooms with a connecting bath and were very close friends, along with another very close friend, Shannon, who was Brees roommate. Kate had briefly initially introduced me to Bree a couple of years before but our class schedules, degree paths, studies and work prevented much of any socializing. Whenever I did see Bree around campus there was always a gaggle of friends surrounding her so no chance of having a conversation with her and the horde always hanging around. "Then I can't fuck you. I am a fucking hooker, not your wife." she said gently."No money today." I said again, my pants down my ankles."Well, you could say I'm your girlfriend. I can fuck you for free then." I'm 22. You are 60!" I said laughing."I AM 55!" Carol yelled, tears in her eyes."Fuck off you bastard."I lunged at her and as she tried to push me away, I glued my lips to hers. In a second she stopped fighting and kissed me."I'll marry you." I said as I mauled her tits.Carol stopped. She. " I was slowly stroking his pecker now. "Haven't you sonny? Thinking of me for long."Yeah... yeah mom"Stroke.Stroke. "Nice... I... oooo... Since I first learned... OHH that's nice. Can I... can we do it mom?"I couldn't stand the desire anymore. I threw the blanket off our naked bodies. Eagerly my hand raced right back onto the boy's thick cock. I wanted to put it in my mouth. I wanted to show him how good I was with my mouth, as any good mother has to do to her lovely son. I talked on my son's.