Once there I cover your exposed womanhood with the sweet whipped cream. Not finished yet I reach for something and you feel me place something on each...nipple and then your pussy. Moving towards your mouth I gently press something sweet to your lips. Your tongue slips between your closed lips tasting the object. It tastes sweet with a some sugar sprinkled all over it adding to its flavor. You recognize it as a strawberry. I rub it along the length of your soft lips letting its sweet juices. " You don't have to do that," Mike repeated."It's not a case of have to," Mark told him. "It's a case of want to, neighbor."Both Mike and Kirsten were subdued Friday night, after Tiffany and Henry were in bed. Since Saturday was going to be a big day, they went to bed early, but sleep wouldn't come. "I can't believe it," Kirsten said, laying there in the dark. "This is our last night here. Think of everything that's happened to us in this house, in this room." Going on ten years," Mike agreed.. .., I than spread her pussy lips and saw my mom pussy glossy . Mom pussy wet from me rubbing her pussy with my palm.I stick my index finger inside her wet pussy. Mom moaned a little.......I stick my tongue inside mom pussy and began eating her out slowly and gently.............Less than a minute, mom cumms..........., I continued eating her out, brushed my tongue up and down her pussy .Mom screams , moaned and calling my name many times.I eats my mom pussy for more than 30 minutes........, the. Dunst?Should I still be referring the POI as Mrs. Dunst, Joseph thought.With an appendage bigger than his own and the masculine voice of a grownman, this woman-with-a-dick was clearly an impostor. The submissive womanon the bed with a lewd expression as she spread her legs for herconvincing impersonator - this woman seemed to be the real Mrs. Dunst. Sheappeared to be enjoying getting pounded by the fake woman as she moanedand begged for more."Please, please... My mistress, please... Fuck me.