SHEEEET..FUUUUURK.....DOORRRRRRL...TAKE IT...DEEEEP.', HE YELLED OUT!Anne-Marie was fighting for air. She was being filled good and proper, taking her...calorie intake well above the normal. One shot after another spat down her narrow throat, filling her tummy. Only way she could get air she told me was to wait until he was not pulling her head so tight onto him, then open her mouth as wide as she could and gasp in! Each time the spunk gurgled in her throat. She was though very happy. She loved. And good luck. You might need it,” Michelle said. “OK thanks mom,” Steve replied. “Well, I'm gonna go to bed with him. Make sure things are cool. And things could have gone better, but worse too. This is why I asked you if you were ready to go down this road. This just might have been a minor bump, or it could be a major one. So take my advice. Do what he said too. OK, goodnight, don't stay up too late, and at least keep your clothes on out here,” Michelle said. “OK thank you mom. I really hope. Inside there was no bra and her breast jumped a bit. Her tits were firm, soft and round-shaped with brown nipples. She slowly opened my top. I felt shy looking at her.Riya: It’s okay baby, you don’t have to feel shy. It’s okay to love girls. It’s okay to kiss a girl. (smiling seductively)She was trying to make me feel totally natural and not let my disgust takeover. Her soft soothing words were creating magic and I was willing to try. She then went to lick my armpits and put my hands above my. I decided to look for a bathroom anyway.I headed through the doorway and found a short hall. At the end of it there were two doors, one on each side. One was probably the bathroom. I headed that way. At the two doors, not knowing which way to turn, I glanced left.There she was, standing in front of a dresser at the back wall, shirt off and in the process of taking off her bra. Unlike with most women, with her that was a real production. Let me describe her.Her name was Pamela. She was 51 years.