Carly's mum offered me a fry-up but I settled for some toast and juice. She handed me a pack of pills, painkillers. I smiled thanks. She waited till C...rly went for her shower."Okay, Jim, I've talked to Carly and I want to ask you a question, which you will answer honestly, looking straight at me. Have you been taking advantage of my daughter's innocence?"What the fuck?"I'm sorry, Mrs. Brockley, I don't understand. The other day, I helped out your daughter, just like I would have done for any. He curled his tongue, retrieved what he sought and brought it back inside his mouth. It confirmed his theory; aroused pussies tasted the same, black and white, young and old, the same sticky sweetness that made his cock throb. And indeed his cock was throbbing. Vera had been trained well in the art of torturing a cock. He was rock hard and could lose control easily if he didn’t focus. Vera’s finger had found his prostate and he was in danger of losing his chance to sink his cock into a wet. She saw me jerking off through the open door.but insted of covering herself she told sara to stop and invited me in.- i see we have an audience.. how was the show? - she saidi froze, dick in hand... i didn't know what to do or what to say.sara got up, her mouth glazed with pussie juice and told me to come in.mary got up too and opened the door, pulling me in.sara took my hand from my dick and put it in her tits, those big, round, 38 d's i've been longing to touch. mary grabed my dick from. Her eyes closed as she began grinding her lower body up and down his face and her nerve endings lit up with bliss. When she opened them again and looked forward, she could see Francis' pecker chubbing up considerably.“Oh. My. God.... you fucking whore.”She lifted her ass off his face briefly, his lungs sucking in fresh air as she squatted over him. She turned to the side and looked over her shoulder, eager to mock the depraved bottom bitch who thought he could hide his sexual urges in the.