"Yeah, I have." Who initiated this sexual contact?" Margaret asked, as she felt her cunt getting wet and hot."I did. She didn't mind it much, though. ...he thinks she did. That's why she sent me here." Why did you want to fuck your own mother, Walter? Were you just so horny that any pussy would do, or did you have a particular craving to fuck her?" Both." Would you say that you have a very high sex drive, Walter?"Margaret picked up the pencil and pretended to take notes."Very." Do you masturbate. During the introductions I found out that the blonde's name was Kathy and the brunette's name was Carla. Every chance I got I tried to strike up a conversation with either Kathy or Carla. Kathy was very friendly and seemed like a good prospect to be a sexual conquest for me. Carla, on the other hand, wasn't very receptive at all. She answered my questions with one word answers and seemed to resent my very presents in the room.Once all of the introductions were done the instructor explained the. He needed it too. She cried silently for a few minutes as he tried to wipe away the heat from her beautiful and burning twin mounds of firm pink flesh. His smooth hand caressing her tender ass felt cool and caused more pussy juice to run down her legs. Other than when her fingers squeezed her clit, she never dripped like that before. When Missy stopped trembling, Perkins directed her to get up and retrieve her hairbrush from Holly. If she kept rolling on his cock as she had been doing, he was. She brought the bottle up to her lips and drank it down, it made my insides flutter, the thought of my mother drinking all my sweet honey. “Mmm, you taste so good baby girl,” my mother moaned with her lips against the bottle, my juices running lightly down her chin. I got up from where I was and sat myself down on her lap. I bent forward and licked the juice up from her chin, my tongue stopping at her lips. I kissed her softly and she moaned against my lips. My breasts pushed against her body.