I then feel Craig’s large hands slide up my body and grab my breasts. He moves one hand away and with the help of Maria, slides off Maria’s skirt,...revealing her bright pink thong. Then he moves away from my breasts and slides down my black shorts, showing that I was not wearing anything under them. “Oh she has gone commando,” Craig says licking his lips. “Ohhh how nice easy access!” Maria squeals holding my head against her tits, “Tell me what she tastes like.” The next thing I know I feel a. They remained gentlemen, however.The attention is something I am used to. I have blond hair and blue eyes. I have been considered pretty since I was a little girl. When I entered my teen years my body blossomed beyond my parents' expectations. They kept a tight rein on me. They knew I would be the target of every boy in school. As a result I lived a very sheltered life.The sheltered existence continued after I met and married my husband. When I was fitted for my wedding dress, I measured. ”I didn’t believe it afterwards, of course, but to just think of it make my cock raise like hell. I placed a bag on my lap and so did he. We were in the last row, and so all the way we talked about our mothers and touched each other.When I came back home I masturbated to the thoughts of fucking my mother and him fucking his. I also masturbated to the thoughts of watching him fuck my mom hard. That gave me such a rush.All our next masturbation sessions were of mother son porn …he would say. Reina moaned softly, feeling her pussy getting wet and needy. She raised her hips off the table and Chad spanked her pussy sharply, startling her.“Needy little slut, aren’t you?” he asked her seductively. He continued his delightful torture, moving his fingers down the inside of each thigh, finding their way back to her glistening folds. Very slowly, he dipped the tip of one finger into her, finding her incredibly wet. He took his drenched finger out and rubbed her clit with it softly, teasing.