"Inhale my scent, princess", Ellen said and gently, but firmly pulled her daughter's head closer to her cunt. Amelia breathed deeply, her nostrils flo...ding with the aroma of her mother's sex. The scent washed over her like a monsoon, filling her entire being with desire. Without thinking, she leaned forward and ran her tongue the length of her mother's slit. Ellen moaned loudly and then looked down at her daughter. "Good girl", she said and pushed Amelia's head to her cunt once more. "Feast on. He puts it up to her throat as he says “shhhhh”, and slides his other hand over her mouth. by then she knows that’s the best thing to do having her throat slit is one of her worst fears…did he know this? he takes advantage of having her there, in such a vulnerable position. his hands were all over her body. She couldn’t believe what was happening. With one swift move, he turned her around and hit her almost hard enough to knock her out, but not quite. She fell to the floor, letting out a cry. God how she loved it. We were back in the city, and I knew each evening when she was especially horny. She had this little dungaree mini-dress. It zipped up the front, came to about mid-thigh, was sleeveless, and hung loosely on her torso. I could never tell, at least not without pulling it up or looking underneath, whether she had panties on or not.Sometimes she’d fix dinner in her little ‘mini’, get the kids off to bed early and then slip downstairs to the sofa. She’d slide up beside me, pull. Her heaving breasts bounced as he thrusted into her beautiful body. Milk leaking out of her teets. Waiting for black boys to suckle at her motherly nectar. She groaned as the hung black bull grinded his hips into hers, pushing his cock deeper each time into her pink hole. Her eyes glazed over in ecstasy once again as she began to become enraptured with the scent of his smegma and acrid body odor. His cock grew harder and longer inside Denise Milani's pussy as he watched her breasts bounce. He.