Mike, even if someone isn’t penetrated, this stuff makes them taste very nice.”After the anointing, Molly Anne looked at Mike. “We’ll have fun... but I also want to build on your strengths. You’ve told us that you’ve gotten comfortable with working girls. Both of us can do a streetwalker, a bar girl, or an office style. Hang on for a few minutes, though. I want to get a consultant.” A few minutes later, she came back with Sylvette. She then left the room for a few minutes, reappearing in a deeply. Moving his cock to make sure that his cock-head was in her shit-hole, Belinda then released his prick and used both hands to spread the firm cheeks of her ass apart.If the greyhound realized that his cock was in the wrong fuck-hole, he certainly didn't mind. Yelping, he began to stuff his hairy cock in deeper. His slick, naked cock-head forged ahead; spreading and opening her shit-chute, blazing a trail for his cock-stalk to follow. He sank in deeper and deeper.Her ass sucked as if she was. Instead of moving his cock to her pussy he pulled her downward."Andy ... what ... we ... uh ... what are you doing," Linda gasped as she felt her son's huge cock head pressing into her asshole."Relax, Mom ... relax," Andy encouraged. He felt the tight ring of his mother's asshole begin to expand. "Yes, yes, push down and relax," he whispered."Andy ... oh God, ... this is not righttttttt," she gasped as she felt the cock head pop into her asshole. His cock felt huge as it stretched her normally. ‘Fucking eat my pussy you bastard!’ He just groaned in response to my breathless words. He pulled his head up and wrenched me down to the floor by my wrist. A cushion was thrown at me and he then grabbed my ankles and yanked them apart. ‘Put your head on that, bitch,’ he snapped, panting hard. My blouse was ripped open and buttons went flying all round the room. I slapped his face. ‘You fucking pig, how can I go to school now?’ I spat. ‘You are going in whatever strands of clothes you have.