"I need to suck some more cum out of this guy," she grinned, already moving her head back down toward his slowly hardening dick. "And I need that tong...e back in me. How about a sixty-nine?" She was no longer asking me. She was asking him.I couldn't believe it. She had just confessed how much she wanted me, and now she was throwing me away. As if that wasn't enough, she told me to go home. I was home! And to keep with her story, I'd have to leave the house and pretend to go somewhere. I was. "Who are you?" Store security," Smitty said, lying to her face. "That skirt and blouse belongs to Macy's, not you." These are my clothes!" Eunice protested, although not very loud as she didn't want to make a big scene."Please come with me," Smitty said with authority. He tightened his grip on Eunice's shoulder and started walking back toward the food court."Where are you taking me?" Eunice demanded.Smitty simply scowled at her and then continued walking in a determined manner. He found a. My mom kept jacking me off, making sure she got every drop of cum out of my cock and into her mouth. Matt was enjoying the sight too, judging by the comments he was making under his breath, 'fuck look at that! That is so fucking hot. Keep cumming her in mouth!" When I was done unloading into my moms mouth, she took my cock and used it to slowly push my cum off her tongue and back into her throat. Then she sucked my cock hard for a few more seconds before she stood up. "Now when you two jack off. She had black hair, reaching to her shoulders and a slim build. She wore a red dress and a sexy pair of red thong underwear as well as a red bra as well as matching red shoes. The man could not help looking at her open cleavage and admire her small B-cup breasts. He snapped back to reality when he felt her hand graze his own brown hand. The man was a younger Indian man. Like her, his features were younger than his actual age and he looked to be in his early twenties. His nose had the small.