Josette went down on her knees in front of the stranger as she had done for Claude every week since she had been coming and took his cock in her hand....She brushed the head over her lips and looked up at him with her big green eyes. Their eyes locked and while the rest of this day would become a blur, she would remember his face and that moment for the rest of her life. Her mouth closed over his hard cock and her hand grabbed the base. As her head began to bob up and down his shaft, she could. Over the next hour and a half there is no way to describe what happened except to say that my mom and I proceeded to get shitfaced together. We were laughing, and joking and telling funny family stories until we almost wet ourselves. We would calm down a bit then mom would start talking about the last family fishing trip we went on and do her impression of dad falling out of the boat while trying to real in a bass. Then we would start laughing all over again. Thinking about dad, I asked my mom. Kanji looked demonstrably unimpressed. She gave a yawn, showing her teeth to the standing guards, which indicated her lack of enthusiasm for human pageantry. A wisp of a cooking smell wafted on the air and she took a moment to locate it with her nose. While her nose was raised, Leeza who had her back to the cat, took one step too many backwards and stood a little too close, so Kanji head butted the female Border Guard to let the woman know. The woman let out a little yelp of surprise, which. My chest at her back, I planted kisses along her neck as she stroked my pulsating cock back to its full eight inches. “It’s so different from my toys,” she quietly observed. “It’s so warm and alive.” Together, we positioned our bodies to truly become one for the first time. I hesitated for one moment, allowing her to observe the momentous occasion “Katrina… you’re losing your virginity all over again.” She was tight–tighter than any woman I’d had before–but so wet that I had no trouble sinking.