Luggage in hand, you walk up to the door, knocking loudly on it. After a few moments, it swings open, the bright, smiling face of your mother the firs... thing in your sight. Even now, well into her forties, she looked good as she did over a decade ago. She put a lot of work into keeping her body healthy, and it showed. She wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.Her breasts squished against your chest, something you are very aware of. You've never known her size exactly,. I could feel his hand moveto the back of my head and grab hold of my ponytail. It was here I realizedthat I wasn't the one in charge any more as he began to face fuck me. Usingmy ponytail to control my head, he just started sliding his big cock rightin and out. I was in the wierdest heaven and hell moment of my life. IF youignored the fact that I was dressed like a whore and crouching in the mensroom with a cock pistoning in and out of my mouth, this was the mostamazing moment of my life. I had. "Just call me Miss Sxcy", "I thought you were one of those guys", he replies in a slightly worried voice, "have they done something to you? Are you ok?" By now the landlord is close enough to see you clearly and towers above you. You sit on the bottom step, your legs speed slightly so he can see your soaking panties which are barely covered by your short skirt. "I have a favor to ask", you say seductively looking into his eyes. "What’s that?", he asks. "I think the stag party would like a. "Yes, I'm okay," she said in a squeaky voice. "Just really, really full."He looked embarrassed for a second, then turned to Charlotte. She stood with her hands on her hips, a smile on her face. "Nice to meet you Captain," she said as she shook his hand.Christianson noted that Charlotte's hand was sticky. He shook it, and as he did he studied her briefly. Blonde, almost-white hair in two long pigtails framing a wide-eyed, heart-shaped face covered in freckles. A white t-shirt was tied into a.