“Bring that delicious rod to Mommy”. He doesn’t have to be asked twice and she scoots across the bed, rolling her head to the side, mouth open a...d begging to be filled with his cock. He slides himself into her warm mouth and she clamps her lips around him. She rocks along him, catching the sensitive ridge that circles his head against her tightly drawn lips, in time with her fingers which have not stopped fucking her cunt. She is so wet and horny that now she is ramming all 4 fingers of her. ..As she held her keys in her hand and tentatively pressed the unlock key, she was adamant that if this dodgy piece of Italian engineering was going to chuck a shit fit and not start, it would be burnt where it stood.Lucky for it and for Sharon, all three lights that actually worked briefly indicated its living status, and with a sense of pure relief she pulled open the door and threw herself into the leather confines of her car.She immediately snapped the cabin lights back on and flicked down. The fingers are removed and I feel my arms being lowered. My head is pushed forward bending me at the waist, my legs still spread wide. The clamps are removed from my nipples quickly. Such sweet agony as the blood rushes back into them. I am then bent over some sort of bench. My over sensitive nipples welcome being pushed into the coolness of the surface. My hands are secured to the bench and I can feel the cool air on my hot ass and wet pussy. I have never felt so exposed.Without warning I. "Good, now that we're on our own, why don't we all go to the parlor," Velma suggested."I'd rather go to our rooms and our beds," Shaggy snickered suggestibly."Normally Velma and I would agree," Daphne said, batting Fred's hand away when he tried to sneak it under her skirt. "But tonight we have a couple treats for you boys, and since it involves all four of us together we thought the parlor would be more appropriate than our rooms – provided we had the privacy." It must be something really.