Pt 2The doorbell rings. Shielding herself behind the door Julie says, “Good afternoon Sir. Please come in. As the door closes both Mother and daught...r stand naked before me. Their pussies are as directed. Mom’s pussy’s-lips hang down already aroused whereas her daughter sports just a camel-toe. We kiss.Hand in hand we walk into the lounge and I announce that today’s lesson is oral. Mom looks excited at the prospect. However I sternly tell her, “You cum too soon yesterday! So your daughter will. He was lost in passion for her, grunting with each thrust, feeling her bites like kisses from an ice sprite, her hands reaching round to grab his buttocks, and then erratically slapping first one and then another, kneading and punching as she urged him to take her harder, as if such a thing was possible. Finally, biting him was not enough – she wanted control. Breaking his rhythm and wriggling out from underneath him, she pushed him down on the bed and turned away from him, standing over him. As I grew older and entered Junior High School, I would notice some of the boys in my school and High School would look at me a little different than before. Noone ever asked me out because they already knew my father wouldn't allow it. But once I entered High School, I realized I really liked boys. I was sixteen years old and I couldn't wait to turn s*******n because that's when my father said I could start going out with boys, but he also said he had to approve of the boy asking me out. I. For some reason, I agreed to submit to his passion and found my character looking into his eyes as he shoved his impressive cock up my tight twenty-something channel with a frenzy usually reserved for a more appealing young lady. I had to ask myself what he could possible see in an aging film star with wrinkles from her forehead to her knees. Still, I was quite satisfied with his enthusiasm and it was truly a memorable orgasm that shook me so hard that I had to collapse into the chair and hoped.