We used actual law and private investigator texts as props, and my "mother" was also my "teacher" as cover and truthfully. We did a routine wherein wi...hout letting the subject of our investigation get too close, we insinuated ourselves into a friendship with a nearby couple. We'd play out the story of home schooling and get discussions going. Just as Sandy's Buick blended in on the streets, our seeming to belong to the beach made us invisible to our subjects.These performances actually turned. Henry stared down at her, sighing as he enjoyed the torrid cocksucking. He held her head with bot hands, curling his fingers in herthick blonde hair, rocking his hips lightly to fuck his prick in andout of her mouth. Patty felt like a complete whore now, happy to doabsolutely anything for Henry as long as he'd let her suck his cock.She thought of him with his mother, imagined Henry's face as Margarettold him what a horny pussy licker and cocksucker Patty was.Had Henry learned that Patty fucked. “I don’t know what you are talking about, Mom,” he said looking away from me. “Don’t lie to me, Dane,” I said going near him. I pulled down the curtains of the window. Not it got a little darker in the room, “I saw you stroking this big hard cock of yours, right there on your knees at the bathroom door,” I said coming closer to him, and grabbing his crotch. “Mom,” he said softly when he felt my hand squeezing his cock. “You are hard Dane,” I said, now my voice was more seductive. “You like me,. Hot, wet and swollen, filled with his seed. It feels so deliciously naughty to run her fingers through her swollen folds, feeling the slick heat of her passion mixed with that of her lover. Her fingers delve into her melting depths, softly caressing, until her hips start to shift in pleasure, her eyes close as images flash across her mind’s eye...... The two of them. Limbs entangled. Sheets hanging off the side of the bed, pillow shoved heedlessly to the floor. Her back arching in pleasure as.