Deeper ... ohhh, gimme it all! Aaannngghhh ... aaannghhh ... mmmppphhh!" she squealed, bucking violently.Her body stiffened and then released, beads o... sweat dripping from her brow. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, her lips mashed together. She spasmed mightily over and over again, her legs kicking at the air. Cum splattered from her pussy in a flood of thick, frothy tide as her cunt alternately grabbed her father's cock and let it go, grabbed and let go. With each powerful convulsion, her. I cupped my pussy, feeling the wetness caused by the thought of Mr. Johnson’s cock pumping in and out of me in my backyard. Moaning loudly, I lightly rubbed my sensitive bud, causing my back to arch, making my tits bounce. I applied more pressure to my clit as my other hand continued to rub my sensitive nipples. Glancing at Mr. Johnson, I noticed that he was still watching, but this time, he was holding his cock. I couldn’t believe it! A sixty-year old married man is rubbing his cock because of. He then got up and switched on the light. I twitched my eyes of this sudden light but as I opened again I could see Suresh holding his limp dick and collecting all the juices. He then came close to me and said “Mom! This is what I planned to do on the third day rite of my dad!” and then started licking the juices off his hand. He then said “I promised myself I will lick my mother’s cunt juices off my dick on this day!”“And I did it!” he added.As much as I was shocked to hear those words I have. Sophia knew she liked men, but the thought of another woman made her excited too, in a different way. Unlike the men who showed off their cocks like muscles in defiance, the women used other ways to attract lovers. Sophia saw herself in the place of the dark haired girl, at the top of the bed, just as she was in the picture, another woman using her tongue in ways she imagined with her fingers. Her cheek would be soft if it brushed up against her thigh, her skin silken and fragrant, her kiss.