"With salad. With French. And a little more coffee."She folded her menu. She gave it to the waiter. The waiter pivoted. "And what would you like sir."...rian answered that he would like to have what the woman ordered."Simpler." A flicker of a smile on Simone's face. The waiter went away.Brian gazed at Simone's jacket. He counted shiny darkness and counted shiny steel. This woman programmed ATM switches by day; she also went to dinner in studded leather. And her skin was like snow. Like a logo of. "Yes! YES FUCKING YES!" cried Faye as her orgasm hit again."MOTHER FUCKER!" cried my daughter.They both then came screaming loudly towards the ceiling as their pussies began squirting wildly at each other and soaking each others hot sweaty naked bodies.That was too much for me, and I exploded shooting my cum into my daughters room, where it splattered all over her chest of draws and a picture of her and a couple of friends.They couldn't stop screaming and cumming and neither could I, until. I wanted it so bad my body began to shake. I had to catch my breath as the oily dildo was eased gently in my pussy. It was thick and long but was soft to touch. It filled me like nothing I had ever felt before. He pushed it deeper and harder inside me. I couldn’t get used to both sensations a dildo deep inside my pussy and a cock deep in my mouth. My brain was struggling to process it. I let my tongue do the work instead and rolled it around the tip of his cock, traced it up and down the shaft. As she raised her head to make room for me to cross I turned and tickled my tongue lightly up from the base to her chin and then squirmed into her mouth. My hands went around her back, pulling her to me. I kept it short, then kissed my way back down her throat, up around the base to her collarbone, which I nipped at lightly with my lips. As I sucked and licked at the soft hollow I raised one hand and tugged the knot loose from the cross strap of her top. As the material fell loose between us I.