Resulta que ?sa puede haber sido la decisi?n m?s importante demi vida.?l estaba en la habitaci?n de la beb?, junto a la cuna, viendo por laventana. Es...aba a punto de decir algo, pero vi lo que ?l miraba: unaestrella fugaz. Hab?a o?do que se les pod?a pedir un deseo y, pensando en labeb? junto a nosotros, dese? que alguien la amara como una madre de verdadlo har?a.Sent? una sensaci?n extra?a en mis pezones. Los sent? hincharse, sent?mont?culos alzarse en mi pecho y mis pezones hacerse m?s. “Oh, damn, Mom.”“Mmm, I know what you want, Mrs. Miller,” purred Lizzie.Her lips pulled from my pussy. The girl shifted away as my groaning mother's legs released me. She slid back, her pussy popping off my cock. I shuddered as the swing bumped into my thighs, empty. I could hear my mother beside me.“Yes, come lick my pussy clean,” Mom purred. “Lick out all that yummy futa-cum.”I trembled, shuddering, knowing Lizzie was in for one wicked, incestuous creampie. My dick twitched and throbbed as I. That brief respite spurred me to start again, I began sucking her engorged clit and put my fingers back inside her well-lubricated pussy. The same process repeated itself. Twice. Three times. Four times. And more, so many I lost count. Each orgasm was the same, Lesa would flop like a fish out of water, while her pussy squeezed my fingers and she would moan out. The second time it was: "I'm cummming again.I'm cummming. I'm cummming", she announced, as if I didn't know. The third time it was a. She pushed me back onto the bed. I climbed up and lay back with my head on a pillow. Fiona crawled towards, the latex shaft swaying menacingly between her legs. My feet moved apart to accommodate her and she pushed the prick into my sore pussy again. There was no hard fucking this time, Fiona laid on me, our lips found any part of each other’s body they could. Mouths and tongues kissed, licked; hands explored, fingers caressed, breasts and hips rubbed together. The suspender belt and stockings.