He softly kisses her neck again and gently bite. “Mmmmm!! God!!”, she moans softly as she feels his teeth sinking in her neck. She closes her eyes...to enjoy the touch of his lips on her neck. She slowly turns around in his arms, and kisses his lips. “It’s such beautiful weather baby, and you’re still wearing your leather pants?”, she asks teasingly. “That depends on how bad a girl you are my love…”, he replies daringly. He smiles mysteriously as he looks in her eyes. She looks back into his. .wow pink coloured and highly wet liquid was dripping..i loved her taste she was forcing my head with too much force i was unble to breath properly but i was enjoying..after few seconds only she released i loved her flow of liquid .she had loosned her grip now .she pulled me toward her and started kissing but slowly there was not passion was before.she plced her hand on my tool and started rubbing it.i stopped kissing and looked at her wow what a smile and her look.she took out it from. He stood there for a long moment drinking in the sight of us both, smiling softly to himself. I understood, later, how a man can feel like a million dollars with a beautiful woman on his arm, especially a beautiful woman who has taken the trouble to make herself beautiful for him. Now he had two beautiful women, one on each arm. It’s no wonder he felt so proud that night. He finally managed to stop looking at us both and took us each by the arm, ‘I shall feel like a king,’ he said, ‘with two. ” By the time everyone left it was 11:30. I went up to bed leaving Dad snoring in his chair. Terry was asleep when I pulled on my pajamas. I kissed her cheek, wished a happy new year and told her I was going back downstairs. I closed the door and stepped across the hall and peeked in on Mom. She was lying on her side with the covers thrown back. Her nice big ass was showing because her night gown was around her waist. Instantly my mind went back to when I was 16 years old. I was looking at.