My hands took hold of each, thumbs tracing the edges of her hardening nipples. She undid the buttons and removed her top.I was in love. I was in love ...ith our rapport, the whole mentor thing. I was also in lust of the delicious pussy hovering above my face. I lapped at her juicy nether lips from her asshole and up the top edges to the swollen clit, happily peeking out and sensitive. She moaned and moaned and shrieked while pulling and holding on for dear life to my ever expanding cock behind. ” (Yes, my dad’s ancestry is French and my mom’s is Irish.) “Italian men, too…” I smiled and looked at Vince. “Damned good lovers.” Mom kind of shocked me again. “His equipment, he got the super-sized upgrade, huh?” she winked. I gestured with my hands to show his 10-inch length. Mom let out a soft wolf-whistle. “Nice!” she smiled. She then gestured with her hands to almost the same length. “Dad? Really?” “Didn’t you ever wonder, growing up, why we never let you into our bedroom on Sunday. I had definitely come to regret my actions. Last time you spanked me it had been a lot more about pleasure than this time. Although there was no doubt that the spankings had turned me on, the sting from the ruler was unpleasant and not something I looked forward to repeating. "Next time you ask something of me I will try much harder to do as you ask."You lift my downward facing head with a gentle finger under my chin until I am looking at you.You are almost gentle when you speak to me. "I am. At her.Her whole body goes cold and hot all over.Red lips are stretched over the veined flesh of a hard penis that shuttles in and out of her mouth, causing her to gag and choke every now and then. Hands are buried in her hair and clamped around her head, forcing her forward and back, forward and back. Fingers hook into the sides of her mouth to hold it open even wider for the big cock.The red-lipped woman groans and her watering eyes roll up and back in ecstasy. The people around her moan.