His tongue flicked across my earlobe, sending a hard shiver through my body. Suddenly, I drew in a quick breath, feeling a hot, hard mass pressing ag...inst me between my legs. His hands released mine, running back down my sides, to my hips and legs as he pressed harder against me. I cried out, a bolt of deadened pain shooting through me- I knew that the big, purple head of his cock was inside me. Drunk and drugged, I knew that it should hurt far worse than it did, his thick shaft lodged. ..to have fun with him...to fuck him and suck him...to be a whore for him. She pulled Sharleen to her and kissed her daughter hard on the lips, mouths open, tongues clashing against each other and Gladys could see Michael watching intently. Her hands clutched Sharleen's firm ass and both women moaned in pleasure. As Michael watched his mother unbuttoned Sharleen's blouse, then unzipped her skirt. Gladys looked directly into her son's eyes as she stripped her daughter. Bra and panties came. ‘Maybe…maybe we should wait until after my divorce from Tom is final, then…’ ‘Maybe that’s what we ought to do,’ Matt agreed. He smiled. ‘You know, when you mentioned your divorce, it made me think of something.’ ‘What’s that, my darling?’ Mary asked. ‘Well, after…after you’re divorced, we…we could get married, couldn’t we?’ he asked. ‘Oh, Matt, I don’t know,’ Mary replied. She loved the fact that he thought he wanted to marry her, but she wasn’t positive that was a good idea, or even a. Lisa was pretty hot in a dyed black hair, eyeliner rock chick way. Standing about 5'6, 5'7, she was dressed mainly in black and white. I say was dressed because she managed to shed most of her clothes very quickly. Paul had shed his clothes and it was obvious that they'd made up their mind where this was going.I'm not sure what the sequence of events that occurred next were. I remember going down on Lisa. I remember her producing a small dildo and some lube. I remember her playing with it. Then.