Oh, my God, Sarah thought, his prick, I can feel his prick! She raised her leg a little and felt his cock press against her. His prick was growing, st...etching out hard and long against her soft thigh. She wanted to reach down and feel his cock with her hand, but slipped both her hands around his neck instead.She felt his hands slide down over her back and cup the cheeks of her ass. Then slowly, ever so slowly, felt her skirt rising up."Yes, yes," she whispered, her excitement mounting, "Lift my. She had slid her finger into my ass and was fucking me with it pretty hard. I went crazy with lust. I grabbed her hand and pulled it to my mouth and sucked on her fingers, slobbering all over them. I then pushed her hand back to my ass. As she slid her finger in my ass I started rubbing her clit as fast as I could, that was until she slid in a second finger. It felt so good I had to stop rubbing her and hold on to the bed.She was still sucking my cock like crazy and Rick had slowed way down to. I shuddered and then darted my tongue out. I lapped through her cunt. My tongue danced through her folds. I savored the tangy taste of her, the feel of her silky rubbing against my cheeks. Everyone watched as my tongue flicked up through her folds to brush her clit.Mom gasped, her round breasts swaying. She was such a gorgeous woman. I savored the incestuous flavor of her cunt. This wicked heat rippled through me. I groaned and then thrust my tongue into her depths. I buried into the hole that. They were each thinking that the time had come for an all-out war between them. Nobody got away with calling them brats... not to their faces anyway, and Miss Worthington was no exception."We'd like to see Mr. Armstrong, please," Tim said politely, taking in Miss Worthington's pinched features, the drab, colorless hair piled atop her head, still containing a shade of red that hinted at a prettier color in days gone by. Her spreading figure might have been good once, but lack of exercise and.