Have a confession to make Mary Ann." Really? What would that be?" You know the videos I showed you that got you so hot?" Yes, of course." Well, I um ..... I kinda made one myself." No way. You did?" Yes. But I wasn't at all ready to show it to you." I understand. But ... well, can you show me now?" Yes, now I want to show you. But there's something else." OK, go ahead Sherry." Well, something happened that got me super horny, which is why I made the video in the first place." I'm all ears." I. Some are married, some are single. Some sit for their tea in their dining room that is directly from my bedroom. But as modest as I play myself to be (and as I'm sure you know from the narcissism that I have about my breasts) I quite enjoy the fact of possibly being watched; whether someone's married or single. It is like studying a painting and being able to touch the artwork but the woman in the painting never really comes to life or reality. So that is the enjoyable aspect of it. And. As she swallows, she plunges herself further down, taking it as far in to her mouth as she can until she finds herself gagging around the tip. It rubs and prods at her throat and Page holds herself down on it, contracting and squeezing as she chokes around it. Pulling back, the cock pops out of her mouth, accompanied by a loud gasp as Page strains to fill her lungs with fresh air. Eris pants slightly, her shaft a mess of juices and saliva and a trail dangling from her tip to her pet’s lower. I looked up towards where his voice drifted from, and got an eyeful, he was leaning over the banister in a pair of skin-tight briefs and a broad smile.Dropping his hand onto his bulge he smiled even more broadly, adding a 'Hi aunt Mariel', giving himself a squeeze, somehow I felt it was more for my benefit.Just then his Mom walked-in with his ironed shirt and looked up, his erection was straining the stitching in his underpants, and she shook her head.'Just like your fucking father', shaking.