My mummy gets angry if she sees it." Your mummy's not nice to you is she?"Simon fell silent. He hated to say yes but one night at Dorie Lou's hadshown...him just how kind and generous a mummy could be. He was shockedand ecstatic when he realised that Mrs Benson didn't mind him dressingup and as for the milk thing; - well! 'Wasn't that what proper mummiesdid?' he asked himself, 'That's what titties were for. Just how kindcould a mummy be?' he wondered.He giggled and squealed when Dorie Lou tickled. I made her stand in front of me and I was sitting on the bed and her waist is just an inch from my face. I side her pallu and her full fair curvy waist stomach was in front of me. she put her hands on my cheeks and hairs. I blow hot air with my mouth on her belly and she closed her eyes, I put my lips on her deep navel and insert my tongue in her navel it was little bit salty she was caressing her hands on my face and enjoying my act like she was also burning in fire of love I am kissing. Now my problem was that Hannah was in the recliner, and Caitlin was on the couch. I had this uncomfortable suspicion that, if I sat on the couch, Caitlin would scoot over and cuddle with me. I was pretty sure that would qualify as "pushing it," and I didn't want to go there again.So I made another cup of coffee. It was unlikely I'd get much sleep, considering how much caffeine I'd have ingested by the time the couch was vacated and I could lie down, but I had already decided that somebody else. Once I was done, I gingerly (no pun intended) snuck back into the redhead's room and placed the now, twice-used, condom back inside the bin. From this moment on, it became clear that not only had I developed a serious cuckolding fetish (constantly fantasising about having sloppy-seconds with my girlfriend; sliding my cock in and out of her with a pussy-full of some hot, stud's freshly-spunked, jizz), but also a fetish for other guy's used-condoms. Curiously enough, as sordid as this little.