She’s been gone an hour and I can still smell her on my sheets, my fingers – my whole body.Trying to give the background to this would risk identi...ying us – however unlikely it might be – so I’m not going to.And I can’t use your name, either, because it’s not exactly common, so I’m stuck with “she/her”.Let’s just leave this bit at, “it’s complicated”, shall we?Save to say - I fucking love going down on her.And she loves me going down on her.She has a very pretty – and I don’t care what she. "Jesus, Sammy, you're built like a fucking Arabian Stallion." We were standing so close together that the swollen, bulbous head of that beautiful hunk of meat was pressing lightly against my hard, flat belly. "There's only one rule here, honey…the only rule here tonight is that there isn't any rules. The bar is wide open. Drink whatever you want but you have to fix your own drinks unless someone starts fixing them for you. Fuck whomever you want, as often as you want, whatever way you want. They had selected a beautiful beagle to fuck.At this very moment, the aroused beagle, Leroy, was sitting on his haunches next to the teenaged girls. Saliva was dripping from his lolling tongue as he watched Dee and Kim writhing against each other on an old mattress they had discovered in a shed next to the kennel.The beagle's hardening prick quivered and dripped with pre- cum, protruding several inches out of its furry cocksheath. He whimpered, hoping it would be his turn soon. He longed to. Did this mean I was going to fuck mom? I thought it was restricted to oral only. Mom pulled of her top and bra to unveil the hottest boobs I’ve seen in my entire life, they were not too big, yet not to small, they were perfect. I started squeezing and sucking them whilst mom pulled up her skirt, she had no panties on and her pussy was oozing precum onto my thighs.Mom took hold of my cock and slided it into her wet, shaved pussy. I was in heaven. Mom constantly moaned from the pleasure of having.