Your hips thrusting against me... you have more movement now... the melted ice trickling down your shaft as I suck and lick harder... increasing the p...ce... faster... deeper... for this time I wont stop... your groans of pleasure getting louder... harder you thrust against my mouth... my hand slides down to take your balls... squeezing softly at first then harder... your body fighting the restraints... my other hand moving to grasp your hard shaft... throbbing harder... sucking the head... my. Each time Scotty inserted his finger into his mother, he listened to the soft subtle moans of sexual bliss escape his mother’s vocal chords, and it was actually music to his ears. It told him he was pleasing his mom. Amelia felt the formation of more stimulated liquid inside her walls that began to flow over her son’s finger even more. Amelia even felt her clit begin to pucker and elongate itself, something she had not felt sine the last man she was with brought it out of hiding. Now her son. She took a moment to catch her breath and looked around. Lightening had resumed his Grassy breakfast and she looked down to notice the Saddlebag, another large carrot poking out of the unzipped top. She pulled it out and ran her fingers down it’s ridged shape… And had an idea. She got up and unsaddled Lightening, placing the saddle on the ground. She got a couple of rocks to balance it and then stood over it, the dildo in one hand and the carrot in the other. She started to lower herself, her. "Our guests today..." He began. As I was being introduced, I glanced up and noticed that Waadi had taken off his shirt. He was wearing a white tank top underneath that hugged his chest and abs in just the right way. Not to be undone, Lee took off his shirt too. He wasn't wearing an undershirt. His smooth, chocolate brown skin was all there was under that goofy shirt he wore. I turned my head to minimize the distractions, but I could tell there was some kind of competition going on and my ass.