She twirled her hair in curls around my cock, tickling the head with the ends like a paintbrush. Then she started to suck on the head and slowly worke... her way down the entire shaft. Her hair was spread all over my lap, and I could feel my cock pulsing in her throat. She held it there and moaned. It felt incredible. It wasn’t just the physical feeling that made it so good, but also the wicked realization that my cock was deep in the throat of my cousin. It was all so wrong, but I was quickly. As Simon came into the room I became suddenly aware that the sheets I on which I lay were soaked, and where I had started feeling warm, I was now feeling chilled.Simon looked quickly at my hands and the damp sheets and was instantly concerned.“Dag, are you okay?” he asked. At last I managed to pry my lips apart to answer.“Pills,” I croaked, waving feebly toward the bathroom. Angel was immediately in action getting water and returning with three bottles of medicine.“Which one of these are you. ... but the reviews on the site were not good - they wanted young girls not maturing mothers.One photographer was keen however, "Would you do a private fetish photoshoot at a top class studio??" "What fetish" I asked "Oral and watersports ...... with your husband - I will pay well and it will be for my private collection" How much and how long?" £200 for an hour - can you manage that - ohh and a BJ for me at the end of course"The deal was done and a few days later I was on all fours pissing. Her baby blue eyes seemed to smile at him as well, which gave Archie a warm feeling as he smiled back, leaning in to peck her lips gently on approach. ‘Morning Bunny,’ he replied as he playfully patted her ass with the palm of his hand. He grinned as she released a soft squeak, but obediently sat down as he felt one of her hands teasingly shove him away. He parked himself upon a mossy green sofa near the window, protected from the early morning light by maroon curtains, sipping upon his coffee,.