”“Do you trust David?” She asked her daughter.“I don’t how to!” Leanne wailed. Her mom pulled her into a hug.“It’s not easy.” Her mo... agreed. “This is the first boy to ever ask you out and I know you liked him forever.”“Eddie actually asked me out a bunch of times.” Leanne countered. “Plus a few of the gross hockey guys.”“OK. How about, the first guy you ever went out with?” She chuckled. The daughter slipped out of the hug. Leanne looked much better than she had only a week ago, though her. I’m here. Can you hear me? Must be a bad connection.”You shoot me another disapproving glance as you try to refocus on your client.I move back in front of you and drop down to my knees again. I place my hands on your thighs and bring my face down between your legs. I press my nose against the denim and inhale deeply. I can smell the sweet/spicy scent of your wet pussy through the thick fabric.I bring my hand down to your crotch, crook my fingers and drag my fingernails roughly down the seam of. He was utterly rampant, his hands on my underbelly stroking the fleecy softness, his cock bludgeoning its way into my sloppy snatch as my muscles spasmed in orgasmic delight, clasping and gripping at wondrous him as his hips slapped against my proffered hindquarters. I was in heaven. Bleating out my bliss at every thrust. I was his little llama. His alpaca. His lambykins. My fleece as white as the thick creamy spunk that I could feel coursing up the length of his cunt ravaging cock. My ears. Mel whispered, “I won’t be able to stand much of this, Marie, you are fucking wonderful.” Marie then engulfed his cock in her mouth and began sucking, slowly at first then with steady long movements of her head as she sucked him with long strokes. I was awash with pleasure, my mind in delirium, my wife was sucking another guy off! I heard Mel moan softly and Marie quickened her pace on his cock until I could tell he was coming! He held his hand over his mouth and tried not to yell out! I.