Suzanne was likeable on television. She was not flamboyant and did not fit the stereotype of an artist who would have created the controversial images...of her last two books. Her quiet, conservative appearance and calm, respectful manner of talking contrasted with her daring work. She always had her trademark Victorian-style hair and long, loose skirts. The only make-up she wore was what the news stations asked her to put on to avoid camera glare on her face. She looked totally wholesome. The. “Come for me,” she whispered excitedly, “come in Mommy’s hand.”That was it. It was too much. I could almost hear it gurgle as my load shot up my shaft and exploded into her hand. I opened my eyes to see it spilling over to drip on the sleeping pad and shooting up her forearm. I turned my head to see the men looking our way as I spurt my final volleys onto the side of her thigh, my cock hidden by her slightly raised leg. Mom milked my cock until it was soft as if trying to pull every bit of come. But as funny as it can be, she wants him to see her. Now her eyes are fully open, and, to her surprise, it is not a vision, a real man, great looking, is standing in front of her. Not a word has been said, just their looks is enough. « I am sorry to come on you like this, but my car seems to be broken and i need to call for help » the man said, «may i use your phone, please? » He may used everything he wants, she is thinking, especially my body. Not even trying to cover herself, and not. Tiki opened her mouth up wide and Izzy pushed Jeffrey’s dick down her friend’s throat. She was making all kinds of noises while bobbing along his cock. Jeffrey was up against the door while these two sluts were working his cock. One would suck at his balls while the other one gagged on his schlong. Jeffrey couldn’t wait to fuck the two of them. They both seemed to enjoy giving head. Izzy was sucking Jeffrey’s balls then stood up to get the chair. She rolled it out so Jeffrey could sit in it. .