She slowly creeps towards him as she shudders and moans deep in her throat.Fuck, I'm gonna suck that cock...'Now, AfternoonLauren was in the laundry r...om, pressing her moist and by now well over-sexed cunt against the washing machine as it gave it's final cycle.There was nothing dirty to wash, having finished cleaning both of her Son's and her Daughter's soiled sheets hours ago. Instead she ran her own panties through the wash over and over again as she thought about her boys dicks, her. I lifted his meat, he was big, about 8” soft, big around as a large banna, uncut. I skinned him back. Whimpering my mouth started to water. I took his head in. Whoa it felt different , but my tongue started swirling around it, and I sucked, then started bobbing my head as he got harder, and harder, entered my throat, “Yeah that's it bitch, faster” he moanedI was bouncing my head in his crotch as fast as I could, I was even grasping his ass cheeks. I could feel his cock swell when he was getting. Yet, this story isn’t about Susan Jill Parker’s life now. This story is about a real and typical experience that she had with a man when she was homeless four years ago. She’s had many experiences like this one, many much worse than this, but she chose to write about this specific experience because it relates to Valentine’s Day. * * * * * Being that today was Valentine’s Day, the day of love, and after having scraped up enough coinage, Susan decided to treat herself to lunch at McDonalds.. Marsha looked up as Ellie walked in. Ellie noticed her Mother was blushing, the deepest reddest blush she had ever seen on her Mother’s face. Even then she knew that no matter how red her Mother’s face was with that blush, her bottom was going to be an even deeper red when Mrs Howard had finished thrashing her. Ellie was the first to speak. “So you do spank Mum” she said in awe. “Yes” Mrs Howard said “just like this” Mrs Howard added as she raised the hairbrush and brought it down smartly.