“You’re just like your daughter…she was a dirty little cocksucker too…she loved sucking my dick…are you as good as her? Are you a good cocks...cker?” He continued teasing her as my fingers pummelled her soaking pussy, “Are you? Or does Karen suck cocks better than her mother?” “Let me show you,” she panted as she licked his knob, “please.” Greg howled with laughter as he moved forward and 4 or 5 inches of his brown cock disappeared into her willing mouth. Her head rocked back and. He repeated this several times slowly and then picked a steady rhythm and throat-fucked me for a few more minutes before pouring his hot thick cum deep in my throat. I could feel his dick releasing load after load of cum in my mouth.It was a little salty in taste but I loved his cum and drank every last drop of it and wiped his dick clean too.He then put me up and lifted me in his arms and put me on a table on my back, placed in a corner of that room and started to eat my pussy again.After. She loved her big man, almost a foot taller than she was. She kissed his neck as she kissed her way down his muscular chest kneeling as she went. As her mouth reached the huge buldge in his briefs, she traced the outline of it with her lips and tongue. She had sucked him off many times during their 'oral' nights, holding the big head in her mouth with one small hand pumping the base of his dick and the other hand carressing the his large sack of nuts knowing that when he started spurting his. Then there are the women who like to control the other person with their kiss. They lead in this dance, setting the tone and pace for what is to come. Florence was a mixture between the two. After five minutes of gentle lip service, it was amped up a notch when I felt her lips part underneath mine. I gently pushed my tongue up against her mouth and it opened further. I felt her tongue against mine and I heard her moan softly. I decided then and there that Florence was the quietly confident.