“Don’t complain, it's your fault,” I said as she continued to fuck me. “Yes, yes, almost there, almost,” she moaned in my ear. She pulled o...t and jerked herself off, the cum spraying over my tummy and boobs. With a last long squeeze she slumped down on top of me and we lay in silence. I was first to speak. “That was different.” She pushed herself up so her face was above mine. “Did you like it?” I looked down at my body and saw the cum glistening in the light from the candles. Her cock hung. That was fun." He also didn't need to know that her husband was a fiction and that she was heading out to party with some girlfriends when she got back to her place and changed into her "slutwear".When I returned to the bedroom, I quickly went over to Charles, who still seemed to be shocked by the tornado named Melanie, and said, "Well at least I still get to clean up this part of the fine mess that I've gotten myself into." I slipped his cock into my mouth and cleaned their froth from him. I. She was pushing my head into her cunt. I kept sucking her cunt, licking it all the way from the top to the bottom of the pussy. I played in her cunt with my tongue for a long long time until my jaws and cheeks started to pain. It was almost 35 minutes I was doing this. She was dripping wet and wet whole through the process of licking.She was not able to control the pleasure and at some point, she pulled me up and hugged me tightly, kissing my neck and chest. Then she got down from the basement. "Was I going deaf, or had my own mother just offered to initiate me into the lesbian lifestyle? Before I could utter another word, I found myself in a warm perfume and sweat-scented embrace with my mom, her wet lower lip trembling against my mouth.After a brief pause, she used her tongue to gently part my lips and slipped it back behind my teeth. Her kisses were a thousand times sweeter than the ones I'd gotten from my boyfriends."It's the best kind of sex, Tricia," my mother was saying. "I.