His cum splashing at the back of her throat.Sharon groaned, as she swallowed her son’s cum and savored the taste. She took his cock deeply, sucking ...ack, dragging her tongue along the shaft, her hand holding his tight ball sack gently. She stroked on Jack’s big fuck rod, as she sucked out the last of her sons cum. Then she turned back to Jack’s cock, as she twisted and caressed her son’s balls, gurgling and whimpering with cock-sucking ecstasy.Jack thrust his tongue deeper into Misty’s tight,. He could almost feel her words caress his face, tingling behind his ears and down his spine. Bree stood upright and walked behind Tom's chair, grazing his collar with her hand as she moved by. She leaned forward over against the window and gazed through the glass. Tom, sitting back in his chair, could see the curve of her ass where it met her upper thigh and couldn't help himself from staring. He saw no hint of underwear or shorts underneath that skirt. Bree was fairly short for an athlete. But. Your bullshit got both my brothers hurt bad. We're going to have to sell Shane's scoot to help pay for a hip replacement. I want your ass away from me right now."He looked at Jack and said, "We messed up bad comin' after you, man. We'll back off if you back off. Okay?" Suits me," Jack answered. "What do you want for your brother's ride?" It's worth thirty grand. What you want to know for?" He looked suspiciously at Jack, as if he expected a trick."You know where I live. Bring it over and if. .She stops reading. "Shhh... whisper..." I say. Others are nearby, but don't notice. "Oh..." She pauses. "Shhhh... please keep reading..." She does. No one else can see... it is a large book covering her lap. She feels my touch, tracing lightly on her skin, under the book. herr voice is unsteady, and she has to pause occasionally... Her voice betrays her arousal, contrary to her faux protestations... "Please... oh, no." Finally, my finger is exploring under the seam of her panties. Warmth and.