He pushed his weight onto my shoulder as he eased himself upright, his cock still in my ass, 'Can you take it out', I asked pleadingly, 'Sorry baby, D...ddy likes your asshole', and at that he pulled me upright and held me close to him, 'Lets get in front of the mirror', and at that we shuffled across to the full length mirror, where we studied ourselves, his wizened old face contrasting with my youthful bloom and flowing blond locks.He played with my breasts and I felt a huge discomfort with his. I was eating teeth.-www…aaah! Imad…you crazy bastard…aaah!Then he started eating and fingering my pussy. Whenever his tongue hit my clit, it was electrocuting me. Especially when his knuckle also hut there. I was struggling in bed, while he was holding my hip tight on the bed. I was hitting my fist against the mattress and even squeezing it sometimes, because the sensation was that hard to enjoy, doing nothing.-aaah…eee! I cannot take this anymore…-I had my eyes closed tight. After a while, he. Here." Amy said, and then she smelled it. Whatever it was, it wasn't cream, it smelled like... sex... like jizz."I don't think that's cream." She said."What? What would it be then?" Brad asked."I don't know." Amy replied."Scoop some up in this then." Brad grabbed a coffee cup and scooped a portion of the sticky white liquid into the cup."That's gross, I'll just mop it up. Could you go man the counter." Amy said."Fine." Brad complained."It's either that or clean this up." Amy said."Counter it. Her breasts sat like ripe fruit waiting to be eaten, again I took her nipple in my mouth, nibbling as I sucked them. Rose held the back of my head as my hands reached her lower back, I slipped my fingers inside her panties and began to slowly pull them down. Rose lifted my head up, and watched as I took her panties off, I saw expectation in her eyes. Her panties were wet, in fact, they were soaked. When I touched her pussy, she gasped, her hands still held my head, they tightened as I moved.