The house number was proudly displayed on a wrought iron gate leading up to a typical granite walled semi-detached house. The front garden either side...of the path was immaculately tended.Deliberately denying himself the chance of even more second thoughts, he stabbed the doorbell as soon as he reached it.Feeling immensely guilty, he furtively looked around as he heard a door open inside the house and footsteps approach.A security bolt was undone and the door was opened, framing a nondescript. Michael was also aware that his mother was getting ready to come. He quit licking her cunt and sucked her clit into his mouth flicking the end of it with his tongue. Susan locked her legs around his head so tight that Michael was afraid he would pass out. She ground her pussy into his face smearing her juices all over him. Slowly Susan settled back onto the bed. Michael started kissing her stomach and worked his way up her body to her mouth. When he kissed Susan she slid her tongue into his. ...as she pointed to her cunt....I did as instructed and she produced a golden stram thru her panties mostly into the pint glass ..with some running down her gorgeous slim legs...trying to save the carpet from piss-stain I was glad she ordered me to lick the golden streaks off her fit legs....she tasted awesome as my big tongue lapped at her legs cleaning her nectar....gripping my head with both hands she pulled my face into her soaking crotch LICK THAT YOU FUCKING BASTARD....I was glad to my. Her 34B breasts were perky and filled out the top nicely, as she glanced in the mirror she noticed that when she unzipped the top of the suit just a little her cleavage was accentuated even more. She giggled as she turned around and looked at her tight little ass in the mirror, 'no hint of a panty line,' she thought, 'hmm, maybe because I'm not wearing any.'Jenny had gone with the slave look to Tina's dominatrix. She had on a collar and leash and nipple clamps that would be hidden beneath her.