I felt her fingers curl into my shorts and pull them softly downward. The blood rushed into my manhood in anticipation and it rose up toward her warm ...outh. I could feel her soft breath for a single moment before her lips curled gently around the head. I screwed my eyes shut and arched my back, in disbelief that she was really here going down on me. Had she stolen away from the other girls while they slept to join me in secret? I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have such an awesome. The detective I was born to be examined one of the dresses.It was short and sexy but not exactly Fifth Avenue. Samewith the shoes - like all women's closets, there was dozensof pairs on the floor and even more neatly stored in boxeson a shelf. Judging from the size of the dress and theshoes, my mystery hostess was about average or maybe alittle smaller in stature with a nice figure.As I replaced the dress, I realized I was tired. I hadn'tgotten much sleep the night before, and I didn't know. With her legs spread wide, she slowly started rubbing the tip of the cucumber across her labia."Oh, come on. We don't have all day. Get it wet. Lick it. Spit on it. Do what you have to. I want to see that whole thing vanish up into your snatch."As Brenda got the cucumber ready, Beth sucked on two of her fingers and roughly inserted them into Brenda's pussy. Brenda grimaced as Beth turned and pushed the fingers around. When she was satisfied with her efforts, Beth instructed her mother to "slide. However she was fighting back far less.Her pelvis jolted feeling a cold spray in her pussy. Her eyes fluttered back giving a soft heavenly moan feeling the cold semen settle in her. She jolted again as she felt a load unleash in her ass, her eyes rolling back, her eye lids flickering. She felt the cold fluid build up in her ass and follow the Nazis dick as he slowly withdrew from her. She could feel it leak from her asshole.Her eyes were shut trying to take in everything that had just happened.