He fucked her mouth.It was time.“Mmm, is that a familiar mouth on your cock, honey?” I asked him.“What?” he asked, his face twisting. “Shit,...that’s good.”“Is her mouth familiar?” I pressed my bush against his thigh, my pussy hot and juicy. “You know, a mouth that sucked your cock recently.”“What are you saying?” my husband asked as Mercedes sucked hard.“Does that mouth feel like our daughter’s?”That set him off. He growled, his chest tensing. The sucking started as he grunted. Mercedes. He was 22. I was 21. So, it’s okay to talk about sex. He agreed to share these letters we saved with you.) * Dear Boyfriend, Don’t think because I don’t use your name that I’m recycling this letter. I have only one boyfriend, you, and I know your name. I said it in your ear last night, just before I bit your earlobe when you made me come. Thank you, BTW. Also, I think it was a good idea that we adopted the rule that we thank each other when we give each other an orgasm. It never hurts to be. He rubbed his balls in Cissy's face. Suddenly, his eyes rolled back and jism splashed all over his hairy abdomen, spurted in thick white streams from his bucking cock. "Ahhhhh!"Cissy licked at his pisshole as cum spurted from it. Cum splashed in her face. She got her lips over the tip of his cock and sucked as he jerked off into her mouth. When he was done shooting, Jeff let go of his cock, and Cissy licked the cum off his belly and balls. He held out his hand, and she licked the cum off his. "I think our Master is getting lonely up there," she purrs as she pries the girl's legs apart, sliding across the back seat to kiss her shaved pubis. "Why don't you show him how grateful you are for this opportunity to redeem yourself? And do be loud about it."Their Slave collapses eagerly into her Master's lap, hurriedly opening his pants and drawing out his massive, throbbing cock, gripping it firmly in both hands as he hurriedly parks. As her Mistress eats her out she moans in exhausted.