”“Make her cum, slut,” groaned the president.I shivered, my toes curling. I ground my cunt so hard into my Mom's mouth. I let out a whimpering g...oan of pleasure. I squeezed my thighs about her cheeks, holding her head in place as her fingers reamed in and out of my asshole.Her tongue flicked out of my snatch to brush my clit.Fireworks detonated inside of me.Incestuous pleasure surged through me. I gasped and moaned, bucking on the floor as my pussy creamed her mouth. I flooded her so hard, my. I rubbed the head of my slick cock up and down her wet slit a few times before I pushed the head of my dick into her tight twat. MMMMhhhhhhhhmmmmmmm Liz moaned which got a small scream from Christie as I started to pump in and out of Liz slow at first. I grabbed her hips watching her ass jiggle every time I pumped in. I started to go a little more rougher, faster. I felt the heat in her pussy rise which was just amazing. Liz kept moaning and groaning. Christie grabbed the back of Lizs head. She didn't help the image with a brown cardigan, over an off white beige button up blouse tucked into ill fitting brown trousers that exposed her brown socks. Her shoes though were white trail running shoes. Rather they were once white, the were filthy with mud and dirt from executing their primary function. She liked to run, but more on that another time. She was senior archivist for the Julian Bashir memorial hospital, a job that mainly consisted of scanning paper files into the computer. It. I pulled out my cock but then couldn't piss. He glanced down at my cock, wow, pee shy? I forced myself and started to piss. Jake rambled on about what a turd the foreman was as the urine ran over the side of the bucket closest to Jake and he moved so he wouldn't get any on his boots. We were side by side. A minute or so later we were both done pissing and were shaking off our cocks.Jake had stopped talking and we both kept shaking our cocks until we weren't shaking them anymore but instead we.