The last time was good one she stop by to drop off some homemade pies for us as I came out of my office she was in the kitchen and I just stop and loo... at her god she was hot with her sun glasses on and yoga pants and she had zip up long sleeve shirt that look like a spandex bra because they looked huge I could see little peak of her nipple through the long sleeve shirt.She talked to the k**s and my wife for awhile and just stood and look at her I was looking at her yoga pants very tight pink. Taking a final deep breath and letting it out, she leaned her head back off the table and took Creamsicle’s cock head in her mouth. She was really working it, breathing hard through her nose. She coaxed the horse further forward. Now he started to hump slowly. She pulled on the sides of the horse, coaxing him further forward. My mother stopped her heavy breathing as Creamsicle pickup the depths of his thrusting. Each time he thrust forward, more of his cock would disappear down my mother’s. It is her blood and there is absolutely no trace of any known mind altering drug in her blood. She made her choice freely."Anja moved closer to her, her face stoic and unreadable. "Let me tell you something Prime Minister Deia. Since the moment she came into our lives, even before we met her physically, she has been a part of our minds, our very conscious. For the last year we have been together, slept together, and pleasured each other in ways you can not begin to imagine; we have fought. Coraline scooted out first and Melissa came up and took my hand after sliding jean shorts back on. “Thank you for waiting.”“You saw me?”“Yeah, I liked you there watching.”“You probably should have told her.”“You should have said something as soon as you came in.”I harrumphed. “It is our house.”“So, if you have a right to not say anything because it is our house then so do I.”I like to think I would have come up with a good counterpoint but we were at the kitchen door. I opened the glass to hear.