I wiggled my tongue into your opening, your velvet folds clenching her as you rode me; slamming, grinding, using and fucking me. Then with a howl, you...came, flooding my face in your cum-goo, over-filling my mouth with your essence so some ran down my cheeks.When you finally lifted your oozing slit from my lips, your looked down at me, your eyes deep pale blue pools of love, your pretty smile lighting up your face.I so wanted you to know I needed more so I stared up at you, longingly. And you. Sliding it towards your hole, you open up, ready to feel me inside you. You’re still wet from earlier, so I slide easily into you, I run my hands down to rest on your hips. As you slide down my long hard pole, I look down, watching my cock get engulfed by your pussy until you reach the base. You slide slowly up and down my cock, resting your hands on my chest to stabilize yourself. As you find your rhythm and establish your technique, you begin to pick up speed. As you get faster, you slam down. “Go ahead, baby,” his mother said as she nodded towards his jeans. “After what’s happened today, I don’t think we need to be so shy around each other anymore, do you? After all, like I said, I’m sure I’m going to be feeding you a lot from now on, both their cum, and mine.”His mother’s suggestive words weren’t helping to calm Elliott’s racing heart any. If anything, it made it pump even faster. He undid his jeans and slid them to the ground, kicking them aside. He stood there in his fitted. That wasn’t quite it either.What was it those scratches on stone did? The evoked the frog or snake or fish. They weren’t likenesses of those beasts!Rachel went off to have lunch.When she returned with her bento [a Japanese-style packed lunch, consisting of such items as rice, vegetables, and sashimi (raw fish with condiments)], Patrick was there, rummaging in the fridge.“Oh, you’re back already!”“Obviously. But you eat your lunch, I’ll make do with this cheese and some of the fruit.”“How did it.