Deep down her pretty throat. Unbelievable.Because Ben was sleeping in a room close by we needed to whisper as much as possible. While I slurped and ...ucked on Mom's pussy she wiggled her whole body and tried to spread her legs even more. Her body was all tense and her hands were digging into the blankets for something to hang onto to. As she came, I enjoyed the flow of feminine cum into my lips. I could feel her hole pulsating and ejecting cum onto my face. I licked and sucked up as much. The only thing holding her pleasure back was the disturbing web cam that captured every detail of the dildo stretching her sex. Maria’s phone rang, she glanced over at it and found it to be Ronja. She really wanted to pick it up, her girlfriend would normally text her so if she used the phone she really wanted to talk,If only she could finish this masturbation quickly so she could answer. She worked in a frantic pace but she was still not really comfortable with being taped. She blushed deeply. You have to get out of here.” Becky smartly told the principal.“Becky, finish your business and get back to class unless you want to take part of their paddling!”“This is Rebecca of Moon High heading back to class.” Becky said as she wiped her wet hands across her jean-clad bottom.Marcia and Pat were perplexed, befuddled and filled with fright.While their bottoms were not side by side their backsides were in the air. Their bottoms could be compared now that both had their skirts pulled up and. The man was looking back at us. I suppose he was a handsome man, the type that women swooned over in the stories, with straw hair flowing past his chiseled looks. His eyes were bold, ogling Angela in her revealing armor.I frowned at the man. “He has no right to stare at us.”“What?” Angela blinked, tearing herself away from the appreciation of the blonde serving girl. I couldn't blame her. She was yummy.“Nothing,” I sipped my wine. “Do you want me to invite the blonde to our room?”“Blond? Why.