Hands behind your back.”Jon clasped his hands behind him and pushed his face forward. His mother’s girthy phallus slid through his lips and deep i...to his mouth as he moaned happily. Jon loved her pungent aroma. He tasted a day’s worth of stink and sweat, combined with just a hint of flowery scent from the fabric softener he’d used to wash her clothes. It coated his mouth thoroughly as he pushed his mouth over her shaft. He sucked and slurped away on her bulging staff with abandon.Brenda smiled. She continued to jack him, feeling his balls contract and pump, contract and pump.There were droplets on the head when she released his flaccid cock. Not feeling obliged to lick it clean or put it away for him, Sarah managed to rise to her feet. Tom was obviously weak in the knees, too spent to help her up. She walked through the dining room to the kitchen, her heels clicking on the bare floors. She returned with paper towels, lowered herself to her knees and wiped the stray goblets from the. ” “Yeah, okay,” I say with a shake of the head as one of my hands falls from his hair to brush the side of his face, feeling the rough stubble of not shaving for a few days. “I want to so badly Gracie. I would love to lay you down and feel you writhe under my body as I pleasure you with my fingers, my lips and everything else possible.” My eyes widen and I jerk away quickly, turning my back to him as I zip up my duffle bag. I stand up the second my bag is zipped and I sprint towards the. "No," she gusted, "but I didn't realize he knew..." Um, I don't know if this helps or hurts," Jean offered, "but apparently listening to you has made his solo efforts more enjoyable..."Beth covered her reddened face again while Candace cackled, despite her hangover. "Boys will be boys!" You mean Toby masturbates?" Beth asked, clearly surprised."Of COURSE he does!" Candace replied. "He's seventeen, for God's sake! His balls make enough little wigglers every day to impregnate a platoon! What do.