. but how drunk did she have to be to come into my room instead of his? Well, I wasn't going to look a gift blowjob in the mouth. She began rubbing he... hand up and down the length of me and working her tongue around the most sensitive part of my head. I grabbed her leg and pulled, helping her pivot around so I could reach between her thighs and up her dress. My hand brushed over her panties, thin mesh and already damp. Eagerly, I pulled them to one side and pushed a finger deep into her wet. "Now that you mention it, I do detect the need for a shower," she said with a laugh as she wrinkled her nose.Once in the bathroom I adjusted the temperature. I like it very hot with a low flow. I motioned Lorrie in and had her assume the position as I called it: legs spread and well away from the wall, leaning forward with her hands on the wall. The hot water was hitting her on her back at the neck. I used the fuzzy soap ball - I loved those things, they made plenty of soap and were soft.I. Within seconds, cum was blasting down her throat on an express ticket to her stomach. 40 minutes of watching Liz suck and fuck, had the manager ready to empty his balls in a hurry. When he couldnt hold out any longer, he pulled his cock out of Lizs ass and blew his load all over her back and into her hair. If Liz thought that was the end of her assaulting evening, she was mistaken. In the few minutes between depositing his load in her womb and the manager painting her back, the great white cock. I leaped on to them and started alternating between them by sucking them while my mother started letting off sexy moans. My fingers teased her upright nipples and my mother was almost groaning as my foreplay went far beyond imaginable limits. I descended from the table and freed myself from the trouser. My mother stared at my dick as if she was unable to believe what she saw as my hard dick with some pre-cum was pointing at her like a loaded canon. My mother held my manhood with her right hand.