Something big, hot and hard pressed between her legs. After sliding up and down her cuntslit, it pushed between her cuntlips and centered on her fuckh...le. While Mr. Moore kept frigging, Sylvia’s juicy cunthole began stretching. Her pussy slowly opened up as the big thing exerted more and more pressure.“Ohhhhh, yeahhhh, Mr. Moore. Oh! It’s good – mmmnnn, ahhhh, ah, oh, yeah!” she moaned. Her ass began moving against the hand and the big thing pushing into her pussy.The man frigged Sylvia’s cunt. Let’s get a group of us to go.’ ‘Ok, I will call Frank when I get back to the office and let him know I will take a rain-check. It has been awhile since we have been out. Let’s do it!’ As Sarah is excited about the mere idea of a girls-night-out. The server comes over and they each place their order. Sarah orders the soup and salad while Ginger decides on the ham and cheese Panini. The lunch hour was slipping away. Their food had arrived and they sat at their respective tables eating and. It was meant to be a dinner celebration."Barry this is really good," my mom sipping her cocktail drink."Thanks mom," I said.Earlier in the afternoon I was alone in the kitchen, cooking dinner for everyone as a celebration of my "acceptance". Mom gave me money to go shopping that afternoon but I insisted that I was more comfortable doing all this by myself, as a proof that I can stand on my own 2 feet.Aunt Sheila, Britney and Sharon all seemed to be enjoying their cocktails too. I pretended to. “Suck your Sugar Daddy, baby.” Lola sucks. “Good girl.” She gags a bit and catches her breath. As she does so, I apply more sweet oil. “Come for more, baby.” I push her head down. “Be a good girl.” She starts licking some more. “Suck for Daddy.” Suck. “Good girl.” Slurp. “That’s my girl.” Gag, gag. I like to pull the little strings on Lola’s panties, turn her over, and then apply the massage oil to the crack of her tight little ass.I like to go down for a taste of the sweet massage oil myself..