The husband shows up at the end and pays me saying she had a pro but didnt learn much she thinks she knows it all. Two minutes after his leaving we w...re sucking face. What just happend i wondered and for mant years i have been lost in all the angles that i played and the bigger angles they played. As my sexual desirers beought me to a point and not being cheater but enjoying my girl when im aware of it or able to video it or serting up some or all the specifics of her fucking another guy. I looked at her cunt, glistening and wet. It almost seems to be throbbing gently before my gaze.Her breathing, deep and hard, comes with soft feminine sighs. She is in some place now, that is hers. She is no longer in the room with me, though her pussy is in my face.I want to make her cum. I want to hear her cum and feel it happen. I began to lick her again, my tongue riding up and down her perfectly open slit. I pushed in to her, tongue fuck her with a slow, deliberate rhythm. I can feel her. My roleplay mom explained that she'd known Wendy, my full time mom, for 20 years, I guess since we moved to the area. I wondered aloud why I'd never met her before, and she grinned wickedly, reminding me that we had, but it was when I was a little girl. She'd babysat for me, of all people, a few times when mom had doctor's appointments or other errands. I didn't remember her, even with that to prompt me. When I was eight we moved into a bigger house a few miles away and she and my mom had kept. .. as an earth-shattering orgasm swept through her body.“Typical whore, you are. Cumming even though you're being fucked like a piece of meat...”He pulled her from the bed and dragged her over to her same mirror she had been watching herself in. He spat onto the mirror. "Fucking clean that mirror whore." That is when time stopped for Tiffany. The spit on the mirror. All the stories her friends had told her about how David cheated on her. They all involved him spitting on a mirror and making his.