He placed his hand on her ass and rubbed a bit. “You understand that all of your forgetfulness has created a lot problems for us? You were the one w...o wanted to go to this appointment and you didn’t even show up! What the hell was I supposed to do?” As Michael was rubbing, he slid his hand down between her legs. He felt her excitement as soon as he rubbed her. "Ah, a little excited are we?" he said, sliding a finger in.“Yes...” She trailed off as she felt him. "Ohh..."“Care to explain why. "Be a good boy and tell me before you let go..." shewhispered, holding up a little pink pair of scissors. She giggled and snippedthe air playfully, "We don't want you dribbling on my breasts!" shelaughed - Billy's embarrassment with her large breasts was so cute...The milker continued steadily, pumping and vibrating witha predictable pattern. The head of his penis flared to the size on an apple,pulsing steadily with the rhythm of the milking machine. It looked almost femininewith the little. It was just a delicious flavor. I swallowed it, shuddering as it flowed down my throat, a little sister pleasing her new big brother.My fingers jammed deep into my cunt. My palm massaged my clit. Delight exploded inside of me.I gulped down Clint’s jizz, swallowing that salty treat as my orgasm spasmed through my cunt. My juices flowed out of me, drenching my hand as I drank down more and more of his cream. My rapture washed through me, drowning my mind. Sparks danced across my vision.“Just like. I promise" she said as she felt Deen enter her hard and fast. Inspite of all the cum floating inside her she felt the heat from her son's cock as it pistoned in and out of her overheated cunt. She stuffed her mouth with her saree as she screamed in ecstasy with each thrust starting another orgasm in her. Even through the saree, her muffled screams were loud and only served to spur Deen on further. He was well used to cumming 4 or 5 times in the span of minutes when he jerked off to her pictures.