"You cumming, little lady? Does my cock feel that good inside you?" YES!" she cried out. Breathing hard, she let her back relax against the bed. Puffi...g himself, Ron lowered her hips as well and he popped out of her with a little spritz of her cream. They both stared down at his red and engorged member.He stroked himself. "Holy hell, look at your girl cream all over my cock. How fucking horny are you?" That's your sperm, isn't it?" she asked, very gently tracing her pussy lips, exploring her. Drawing every reserve of Swede farm girl strength, Beryl dredged his appendage from her lap. His resistance more for show than effort, she still struggled. Beryl thumped his forearm on the table. After looking around once more, a clear coast allowed Beryl to perform a most unlady-like shimmy in her shorts. Cuniff asked, ‘Are your nipples hard? Mine are.’ ‘No doubt,’ Beryl sighed, unbunching her clothing. ‘We ought to give these books a break and find an unoccupied bed someplace,’ Cuniff said.. She got the lot in her mouth and not down her throat she swallowed that and kept sucking me as I continues to spurt a few more times. After a minute she took her mouth off my cock and opened it and showed me my cum in her mouth and then swallowed it and opened her mouth to show me she had. Then she ran her tongue around her mouth and said – its not the tastiest stuff I have ever had – some medicines can be worse. It is hard to describe.I said a bit salty or a bit like vinegar or something.She. She then said we could even start tomorrowif you want. I mean it is Saturday, and we don't have anything plannedfor tomorrow do we mom?Mrs. Miller said no dear, just cleaning up the house, and doing laundrylike every SaturdayRicky looks at Lynn and then at his mother saying. That's a good idea,but Oh Dang! Gee wiz; I don't have the script yet. So I really don't needto learn any lines just yet. He was hoping to get out of Lynn's plannedgirly dayThat wasn't going to stop Lynn as she had plans of.