"DamnSteve. Oh, damn! What you are doing to me. I am so hot and ready."The father noticed that his cock was staying at full mast and was indeedlikely ...onger and harder than he had remembered seeing it in many years.He felt close to a ball breaker for sure. He then felt Steve pour a goodamount of the expensive champagne on his hairy testicles. When his sonbegan to caress the bubbly sauce into his nut sac, the father became puttyin his son's hand."Oh damn, Stevie, damn! My tits are tinkling, my. You grab the dildo and you pull it in and out slowly. You are working your pussy. I squirt chocolate syrup on your tits and nipples. I suck them hungrily. You are slowly, pushing the dildo in and out as I suck one nipple. You have began sucking on your other nipple. You like to way your pussy tingles as your lick the chocolate syrup off of your nipple. I suck your pussy again. Your lips are on fire. I turn you over onto your knees. I caress you and finger fuck you from behind. I lay you on. She was going to get it all off her chest to the police and both Peter and Caroline had been reassuring that she would continue to be safe and that Ron would be sent to prison for a long time. She slept well.Everyone was up in good time and enjoyed their breakfast cooked by Penny who insisted on doing at least an hour’s housework before the police arrived.Peter answered the front door when they did. Sgt Peters looked as nice as she sounded: robust but with a friendly face, warm eyes and a. Neither of us wanted to go back to that again. We made slow, quiet comfortable love with each other, both of us able to bring the other to quick, loud orgasms. We had loud, rushed sex and made each other scream with delight. One time, when Lou was devouring my pussy and making me squirm, she licked a finger and stuck it up my ass. I hadn’t had that happen before but I hope I’ll have it again. Instead of being on the brink of orgasm, I was a quivering mess of orgasmic bliss. That was when I.