"And now, Beatrice," he addressed Mrs. Q. with her Christian name, "I shall have my usual commission for bringing you a new client. And I shall have i... in the 'dog-fashion'." Well, I suppose I shall have to allow all of you to call me Beatrice after this," she said with a smile as she knelt on the sofa and canted her skirts and petticoats up over her back, exposing her broad expanse of snowy bottom - she wore no drawers.Reggie pulled out his rather respectably sized cock, already stiff and. ..not yet." Helen moaned as he kissed her again and his left hand started doing something new. It was gently caressing her tummy and Helen felt it inching towards her knickers. He held her tender neck with one hand, while his other hand was inching towards his Mum's hairy pussy. Mark flexed his cock on her arse cheeks. She didn't pull away or scold him, but she did push back to him and his Mum let out a soft moan. "Ohhh, Darling...easy or..." Mark's right hand covered her mouth, he shifted his. I pull my shirt over my head and I can see the man in the apartment from the shadows as my bra falls to the floor. His cock comes back to my mouth. This time he is taking the lead. Fucking my mouth, not hard but steadily. Pushing further down, listening as I choke on him. I hear his moan, spit dripping from my chin, he pushes hard down my throat and then pulls away from me."more" Take off your pants." he commands. I am unbuttoning and out of them quickly. I open my mouth and see his pulsing. “I think you have, Jessica. You’ve been a very bad girl tonight! So why stop now?” Suddenly, Trey forcefully kissed me on the lips. He was all over me and I couldn’t escape from his embrace. I tried to resist by turning my head but Trey pulled it back toward him, roughly. His moustache felt strange against my face as he shoved his tongue inside my mouth, effectively muffling my protests. I tried to kick and hit him but all my efforts were in vain for he was way too strong. Trey subsequently.