Inches of flesh. Not just flesh, but tanned flesh bristling with kinky, thick, dark brown hair. Twisting, curling hair long enough that some reached...over the hem of his pant leg, twisted over the top of his white sweat sock. Those inches of hairy skin had been the focus of my attention through nearly the entire chemistry lecture... and the source of the pulsing hardon in my own slacks. It was also the root of the churning, horny folding and flutter from my rectum, up past my taint,. You can feel the need to touch yourself building inside you, can’t you?”Geraldine sighed in agreement as her fingers slid over her stomach and down, sliding over her damp knickers as her hand cupped her crotch.“You try so hard to be a good mother when all you want to be is a slut. To be a fucktoy, to be used without any shame.”“Yesss,” Geraldine groaned. She pulled her stomach in as her fingers slid inside her knickers, trailing urgent needy fingers through her curls in search of her. I pulled Geoff's dick from my mouth and he continued to plaster my face with hot sticky spunk.Once he had stopped glazing me, I licked his cock clean, nothing was left.Geoff lifted his clothing to find me underneath, using my finger to push his sweet tasting spunk from my cheek, neck and forehead, into my mouth.My own cock was straining to cum now, and as I stood up, Geoff could see it too, with just my hard cock poking out of the dressing gown, and pre-cum glistening on the head.Without a. Jean red in the face could only stand there and watchin humiliation. The taste in her mouth was horrible andher asshole was sore. Please get the bitch off, shethought. I need sometime now in my pussy.Jill turning and see the wife straining to clench herthighs laughed and got off Ben.“It looks like we have a bitch in heat,” she saidlaughing at Jean situation.She walked over to the fireplace and grabbed a pokeriron and return. Shoving the handle in Jean pussy shepatted her head and.