I wanted to feel what’s inside; I kept on licking her pussy and wished that time would stop here. Then suddenly someone began knocking on the door! ...oti hurriedly put on her shalwar without her panties, she told me to put her panties somewhere… I licked them a bit and she told me to stop and hurry… I put them under my underwear! Moti was fully wet from the front but her kameez hid the view. I was having such a hard on as her sweet scent filled my mouth and below my dick was leaking due to the. " Janice had no way of knowing that the wetness was caused by her young son's copious amounts of cum. He'd taken to jacking off an then smearing his nut butter into the crotch of his mothers panties before dropping them into the hamper. She had thought that her lack of clean lingerie was do to her constantly drooling pussy.Choosing the more modest of the few styles left Janice slithered into a black pair of sheer high french cut panties. "At lest these have a crotch in them" she thought as the. It wasn't until after she showered and dressed herself in her white Bikini Kill t-shirt, her favorite pair of awesome, but ratty denim shorts and her purple chucks that Hayley began to truly question her sanity. After all, she wasn't exactly in the best shape to be riding a bike halfway across town. Her head still hurt a little bit (even after downing some water and some Advil before her shower) and she easily could have slept another six hours. Hell, she hadn't even eaten since god only knew. With no fear in her eyes, she moved her hair back so her neck was exposed. Saliva was building in my mouth at the thought of piercing the vein in her neck and drawing her blood out into me. The hunger was overwhelming, I leaped forward, grabbing her arm and swinging her round so her back was pushed against my body. She rested her head on my shoulder and looked into my eyes, surely she must be showing fear of me now, but no, she was actually smiling, how could she be enjoying the prospect of me.