” I say as I look at him and command him to pick up his pace. “You had better get to it, if you don’t get me off soon, he is going to cum and fi...l that ass of yours up!” You dive in, your tongue delving inside my ass trying to match the pace of him as he fucks you harder and harder. I begin to moan lightly as you tongue fuck my ass and you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel… you hand moves up to massage my clit as you continue to pulse in and out of me stopping only monetarily at. Cody looked down at my skirt with a lust-filled look. "Can I pull down your skirt, Lexsie?" Cody asked, he was such a gentleman. "I'd be insulted if you didn't." I laughed. Cody pulled my skirt down to find out that I wasn't wearing any panties. Cody got down onto his knees and placed his fingers on my pussy. He slighly rubbed my shaven pussy lips. "God Cody, stop teasing me!" I ordered. "You have been teasing me all my life." He snapped back at me. After he said that, his tongue went. At least she was crazy already. But I knew she would be so much worse after months of being constantly penetrated by a thousand slithering tentacles. And then guilt was only a blip as I shot back from the desk, tendrils spreading out from the hole between my legs to thrust me back into the office chair, fucking me like I truly wanted. My dress was pulled up and down, scrunched up around the waist as the creature truly took me, slamming my head against the seat as its tentacles curled around my. I feel guilty every time mom gives me a hard on as I love her and it feels like I'm taking away the innocence of her touch by having such dirty thoughts. So to my story, one morning I come down for breakfast having just jerked off in the shower and then dressed for college. Mom is in her skirt-suit and looking sexy as usual and sipping on her freshly squeezed orange juice and reading a newspaper. Suddenly she makes a squealing noise and points to an advert she wants to have a look at. The.