.." "Where that's?" "Ummm, far away..." "Oh," Mom/Lorraine said. "Do you mind if I sit here?" She asked innocently. "No... Fine... No... Good... Fine..... Good..." I mumbled. She smiled. "That's a big bruise you got on your head." She reached out to touch it. But I could tell she was really interested in something else that was big."Ummm... Lorraine... If you don't mind me saying... Well, I don't think it's my bruise that's on your mind," I said. Mom/Lorraine gasped, turned red, and looked down.. .. author a full written about the miracles of the woman's body, which can not be contained in the body of a man.On the other hand, is an emotional object tends to calm and stability, and renounces v******e completely, and this is subject to physiological her body and hormones, women are almost to enable the hormones her to give up everything, while the choice between her and the king of the world, her love for her c***dren hormonal and interactive side chemical, and love of a man to his. Her throat bulged grotesquely as he pumped in and out her throat, repeatedly gagging her.When Nick finally pulled his pulsing cock from Rose's mouth, slobber ran down her chin, and she gasped for air. He held their faces to either side of his cock and slowly pistoned between their slobbery lips. As he felt his balls cinching, he forced their faces cheek to cheek facing him using his palms, then unloaded his first long rope of cum point blank onto their faces and open mouths.They both moaned. With my hand I pressed her left hand closer to her body and now my cock was smugly fitted into her armpit. Then I moved my hand and lightly touched her one boob.She did not have noticeable boob. I felt a tiny nipple and I did not feel the soft round flesh necessary for a boob. I have seen her mother to be flat-chested and I felt the girl also may be like that. I slowly pressed her nipple and stroked it. She remained quiet. I pressed her nipple more forcefully so that it got even flattened on.