I looked up at her in surprise. "Last time you asked if I was fucking your mother, now you want to know why I am not?" She needs it so badly," Karen r...plied. "It's cruel not to help her."I decided to shift the conversation a little bit. "Did you do anything interesting last night?"She blushed and lowered her head. Then she looked all around and said, "I can't talk about it here!" But we can talk about me fucking your mother?" I asked.She shook her head."So you're not going to tell me about last. Promise you wont laugh if Im not good, Ive never done this before. Her face turned to a deep shade of red as she wrapped her hands around my ever-growing tool, gently squeezing and rubbing up and down. She then moved her head closer and stuck out her tongue, licking the shaft at its base, moving all the way to its bulging head. She wrapped her baby-soft lips around my tool, engulfing almost half of it. She bobbed her head back and forth up my cock, as she moved back she would slide her tongue. Andy's dildohaving prepared me well for this invasion. I felt his hands on myshoulders as he began a steady pace of thrusting in and pulling back. Theforce of Ron's thrusts caused my tongue to delve deep into my darlingspussy as my nosed pressed against his clit. Andy gripped my head tighterwith his thighs and the solitude of my task increased in silence anddarkness.The thrusting of his hips against my face increased in force and rapidityas Andy approached the a terrific orgasm; the first in. . “Charlie!” he cried out. “What did they do to my balls?”“Please stand still,” Charlie said.She was kneeling in front of his naked body, wielding a small, humming instrument. It stung when it pulled out one of the rare little hairs that still grew on his body.“My goddamn balls, Charlie!” he repeated, stepping back. His whining voice echoed in the bathroom. “Where are they? What did they do to them?”As the girl looked up her curly bangs opened like a curtain, showing a violet eye and a smiling.