His finger slowly trace the letters of his name across her pussy. Writing his ownership into her skin, branding her with his name. M-A-T-T-H-E-W. He m...ves his tongue across her neck and she shivers again, gripping his leg tighter. He lets his palm cover her pussy, pressing it firmly against her soft hairs. Carolynn lets her head fall to his shoulder and watches the stars flicker in the night sky. She breathes deep as each trace of Matt’s fingers run across her skin. She moves her hips hoping. Mom got the cookies and poured the milk.After we ate the first cookie Mom asked, “Angela would you be a dear and help me teach my son about sex?”Angela replied, “Sure if you want me too, but I don’t know very much about it either. Maybe you could teach us both.”Mom replied, “I’d love too dear. Why don’t you eat a few more cookies and then we can get started.”After that Angela and I were almost too excited to eat any more cookie but we finished off the plate anyway.Mom then suggested that we go. A great geyser of cum shooting into her pussy. Filling her up with his hot cum. Filling her. . . . That was the last thought she had as her own orgasm shot through her. Her body bounced and ground on automatic now, doing what ever felt best to it. She screamed out and it was lost in the music as she threw her head back and clawed at her own breast with her long nails. She felt Bill shooting cum in her, felt his cock throb and unload as she came. The sensations blended and the music and. However he had gone down to the Waterloo fire site and watched them set light to the three storey pile of wood. He had watched a demon born from the flames and had stood in awe of the fireworks. But he hadn't found Thomas. Now he waited just off the exit of the fire site, watching the emo boys fall asleep giggling in the hedge.The lovely Latino had lost none of his charm and his good looks. His silky black hair has grown longer, pulled back tonight into a single plait to save it from accidental.