Angela smiled as she returned the throbbing hard-on to her lips. She'd told Tony of course about what she was doing with Mike, and he didn't mind at a...l. As long as she kept her pussy fresh for him.Angela puckered her cheeks, concentrating on the blow job. Her tongue swirled steadily around Mike's bloated prick, lapping up cock cream as it oozed up from his aching balls. She made obscene slurping sounds in the back of her throat as her lips greedily caressed the steely length of his. The only question is, do you want me to do my conclusion now or do you want me to continue when we get back?”It doesn’t take them long to deliberate. They ask for my conclusion, and it takes me a couple minutes to wrap everything up. We then break.Gran comes up and hugs me. Rachel joins in. Gran says, “I didn’t think the presentation was supposed to last that long.”“They normally don’t. Remember, a normal thesis is meant for one degree. This is for three.”Rachel is surprised by that. I guess I. My mom kept nudging her breasts on me too, so I just had an endless parade of pleasure to deal with, so to speak. Although, I was still up for the challenge. I surely wouldn't turn down either of those MILFs, and neither could Joe.After a few minutes, I made my lips come off my mom's, so I could look back at Joe. Our eyes met, but yet, it wasn't awkward. Whether we wanted to or not, we seemed to connect and click, just on a much deeper level.I bit down on my bottom lip numerous times, as I. I won’t ask the age of my clients.She was wearing saree with heavy makeup and lipstick were added. I was turned on by her lipstick. She was only 5 foot tall and had a trim figure.I was standing near her and I had to bend down due to her height to reach her lips and we began to kissing hard.Her hands were around my neck as we french kissed. My hands were on her ass. I was squeezing and rubbing her ass through her saree.She could feel my hard on through my jean.She pulled her lips away and told.