So the real flirt began.He told me that he would be delighted to have a wife like me. I asked him what he would really do. He said he would kiss, make...love to me and make me happy. Well, he really used taboochoot and chodunga which made tingle in my pussy. Making matter worse I crossed my legs which he vividly noticed. Playing as a usual victim I took his leave even though he was insisting for me to stay. I went to take leave of my friend and there she did not permit me to leave alone. In the. Please do it. You're so bad, Marcus."At Desiree's moans, Marcus lashed his tongue like a taskmaster's whip over her core, teasing his mother's clit with his thumb. He smiled as she threw her head back and screamed, "Fuck!" "Yes, let me hear it, Momma. Don't hold back," Marcus urged before darting his tongue inside, fucking and licking her inner walls."Ahhh! Do it! Tongue fuck me, baby!" Marcus' tongue fucked Desiree's carnal canal until his fingers replaced his tongue, so he could nibble on the. “You sure you want to see?” I asked.She nodded furiously, and her breasts, which looked so hard, like Aunt Christy’s bobbed on her chest. I wondered if they felt as soft as Aunt Christy’s. I unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down, lifting my butt. I moved my right leg up and used my right foot to kick them off. Then I lay flat. The dowel rod was there, in my underwear, but it was lying sideways.She pointed. “Is that it? Right there?”I nodded.“And it wasn’t hard? Before?”“Not until you took. There was another hard smack and caressing of my red ass. Then I felt the head of a dick rubbing my asshole. The owner pulled his cock out, and roughly pulled my head up by the hair again."You want it inside you don't you, bitch? You little slut, you want to feel the cocks of real men inside you, don't you?" he asked."Yes, make me yours! I want all your dicks. Make me your bitch!" I said as I rubbed my eager asshole against that fuck tool. I wanted it inside me. I wanted to be fucked.Suddenly I.