I knew then, as I am admitting now, that my physical actions of encouragement again contradicted any words of discouragement I uttered.Standing with m... legs apart, while wearing boots with three-inch heels, and squatting slightly to open myself up for Stephen’s probing fingers was difficult and I started to topple forward a bit. And, while my boots were uncomfortable, wearing them added to my feeling of submission, making me feel slightly restrained, and vulnerable.This feeling of submission,. Mystique lowered her panties, laid back on the bed and said, “You have already tasted my pussy on his fingers so come over here, lick me good, and tell him that he can fuck me.”I could hardly believe it when I saw it. Mom got down on her knees and put her face in my sister’s crotch. She must have been giving Mystique pleasure because she started moaning again. When Mystique was having her orgasm she held Mom’s face tight to her pussy and humped at her. Mom sat back on her legs and just. They were both mid-to-late forties. The woman was pretty, she had long golden hair and was wearing a glamorous blue-green dress, which highlighted her voluptuous body. The man too was handsome, despite the fact that his clearly once muscular physique was beginning to deflate. He had thick dark hair, going grey at the sides. He wore a suit, the jacket removed and the tie, which - much to the annoyance of young Jennifer - matched the turquoise of his wife's dress, loosened, no doubt to cope with. I felt her hot breath on my face a second before she kissed me, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. She kissed down my body sucking on my nipples and biting my skin. She spread my legs, lifting them up and out. I felt her put a large squirt of lube in my ass. She stroked my asshole with her fingertips, her nails lightly digging into my sensitive skin. Her lips caressed the shaft of my cock, leaving wet kisses from tip to base. She shoved a couple of pillows under my ass, raising my ass off the.