My eyes are drawn from the sculpture I had been staring at again, trying to put together all the lines and curves and look at the beautiful woman who ...s nw standing hand extended full of confidence and power. I linger just too long before taking her hand and shaking it. It's so nice to meet you 'G' purss from her red painted lips. At the same timeher husband reappears cattying a silver tray with coffee and tea on it. Not wanting to meet his Wifes piecing eyes I look down and notice his feet or. At first she seemed confused and a little angry but before she could say anything else she began struggling and writhing against the strength of Tom’s legs. He held her tight. As she squirmed, Tom’s cock hardened. The swollen giant tool rubbed all about her face – even brushing her lips several times. I was about to rush in to her rescue, when I discovered that she was being held while James worked off her bikini bottoms. He emerged in perfect imitation of mother’s earlier victory and held her. Her walls were painted a bright yellow and filled with posters. One of the first things that I saw was a large dresser with a big mirror on top of it. The outsides of the mirror was covered with pictures. I walked over to the dresser and began to look at the pictures. It seemed that Heather had some very hot friends. My mind stopped for a second as I thought I heard something downstairs. “Nah, Mom and Dad are asleep and Heather is at Allyson’s.” As I continued to look at the pictures my cock. He moans with the thought of what is about to happen, and replies to her, telling her that she can see how hard he is for her, only her. Her hand lightly touches the head of his cock under the waistband, and he moans again, loving the pain and pleasure she is putting him through. He runs his fingers down her scalp, over her shoulders, and pushes the straps of her bra from her shoulder before returning to her head and running his fingers through her hair. He lightly pushes her head to him. She.