Pressing his shoulders against the back of the couch Ray had began moving his hips up and back while holding onto the sides of Carols face. She was lo...king up into Ray's face as he began straining with the effort of his approaching orgasm.I ran around behind the couch and focused the camera over Ray's shoulder down into Carol's sparkling blue eyes. Faster and deeper he moved as his release became inevitable. Then with a loud gasp he lunged deep into her mouth burying her nose into his dark. “Cum? Trust me, I did. You’re a futa-champ. Mmm, thanks.”She smacked my rump before she grabbed some paper towels and began wiping up my futa-jizz leaking out of her shaved pussy. I swallowed then backed out, my mind a whirl from what just happened.I ate my mother to orgasm.My mom was waiting in the hall, her fiery hair falling in wavy curls about her flushed face. Her green eyes twinkled. She had adjusted down her short, black pencil skirt, hiding the fact she was sans panties. Her eyes. "Yes, well… Mr. Baldachino then." The big man choked out at last. "What can I do for you, Mr. Zamut." Edgar asked smoothly. "I have come with a proposition for you." "And what might that be, Mr. Zamut?" "You have been expanding your business interests. I wish to expand as well.I need larger boats to reach the deep water schools. I thought I might offeryou a chance to join me in this business." Edgar steepled his fingers and pretended to consider the proposal. Let thepig sweat just a while. 'My God Mariel, how you have blossomed', I turned as I dropped my duffle-coat in the spare chair, both women chatting downstairs in the kitchen could be heard easily, 'You like this', I asked him quietly, then I turned as if giving him a twirl, tugging on the hips either side, stretching the woolen stitching, I wanted him to see the flesh of my bare bum, and as I looked back over my shoulder, that was where he was staring.'OMG you're naked'. I turned back to face him, 'Cant you see that from.