How could such a vulgar display of human consumption of a mealnot destroy their outfits. Twelve inches of what looked too massive ofnoodles covered in...whatever broth, being sucked into the waitingconsumer. Again, and again this was played out in their normalconsumption of food. What is considered repulsive in my opinion of normalcultures is par for the course here. With each meal a plethora offermented foods, some with hot peppers added, everything seemed slightlydisjointed.When we entered a. "I love this dirty side to you Baby, I thought you were all straight-laced."Greg kissed her and took long strokes. The sensation of her tight ass surrounding his cock and gripping him so hard was intense and he pulled her by her shoulders as her hair fell over his hands.She pulled him out of her ass and turned onto her back, facing him. This made Greg nervous so he pulled the mask down a little more and kissed her. He felt her hand stroke him and guide his cock into her pussy, which felt even. I took the cup but set it down and retained a grip on Mom's wrist. She looked up sharply, brow furrowing. I pulled."Come with me." What? No Hector, I'm reading..."I tugged Mom's arm, forcing her to lean forward. I stepped farther away from the table and Mom turned to follow her arm, resisting, but started to stand up as I pulled harder. She stumbled to her feet and let go of her Kindle which clattered onto the floor."Hector!"Instead of answering I backed up with Mom in tow, out of the kitchen,. I figured that I needed something long to practice with. I thought about a carrot but they are not wide enough, then a cucumber but I don’t like veggies. Then I looked around the kitchen and thought that a banana would work. That’s great something that I like. Cool. So for the week while he was gone I practiced with bananas and I started deep throating them by the second day of practicing. I really got excited when I did this and started masturbating to the banana. I had a few orgasms but not.