Her lips kissed, and her tongue swirled almost in a frenzy. Misty was moaning softly, her hands clutching at her mother’s asscheeks with desperate s...rong grip…“Oooooohh, Mommy…. now I’ll take your panties off,” Misty said, in a soft innocent voice, as her hands began to pull at her mother’s panties, sliding them slowly downward, her pale blue eyes on fire. Misty gasped with pleasure when she had exposed her mother’s pussy, the pubic hair was trimmed so neatly, above the puffy pink slit, she. Il s'?tait aussi dit que,peut-?tre que si en fait il ?tait ?gay?, il fallait penser tr?s fort ?des hommes. Mais rien ne venait. Son sexe ?tait plat, mou, et en plus,il avait r?tr?ci. Depuis qu'il avait d?couvert que sa poitrine ?tait sisensible, il se rendit compte qu'il pouvait en fait jouir. Bien s?r, ?an'?tait pas beau ? voir. Il fallait imp?rativement qu'il se caresse lesseins, et d'une autre main, qu'il se mette un doigt ou deux dans l'anus,ou qu'il se masturbe le sexe comme on. After a few seconds more heard her say something. What was that baby? Please stop her weak broken voice came out again I want you to have me… please… you can have me… please just stop…. Oh god this had me going… i was in her tight little ass and this girl was begging me now to take her pussy… now how could I turn that down. But it did take so long to ask me so she had to be punished for that. Tonight would not be easy on her. But soon she would feel good too. I pulled out of her ass and flipped. Cool conditions meant we,d each worn a sweater over shirts and jeans with hiking boots to stop our feet getting too wet, but by mid morning the temperatures began to rise a bit. Fishing has been slow to start but the walleyes liked our live minnow baits with flashy spinners to attract them and by lunch time we,d caught four and three respectively, the largest a fat five pounder by Angel. My usual luck fishing against females. We stopped to eat our sandwiches with a nice piece of apple pie.