Lea continued to work the screwdriver and as Brent looked up he saw that the screw was only about halfway in. "Why didn't I find shorter screws?" he t...ought, unsuccessfully willing his prick to subside. He was trying to figure a way out of the potential embarrassment, and then it happened again. Lea was starting to tire. In an attempt to apply more pressure on the screw she had pushed herself back from the wall, and her ass squarely onto Brent's throbbing meat. There was no possibility that she. Amy: I hope that's all of it, give me your handkerchief and I'll bind it for you. (She takes it from his pocket) Now, just lie quietly for a little while."(He lies down while she ties the handkerchief around his arm kneeling beside him)"Michael: Thanks Amy. You probably saved my life.Amy: Well, I guess I owe you that much. I wouldn't be alive today if you hadn't given me that radiation antidote.Michael: I barely had enough for two people, and from what we heard on the radio before everything. It’s so intoxicating. I kiss her white panties and can feel the damp fabric on my lips. The taste is even better than the smell but I need to taste more. I pull her panties to side, exposing her lady lips to me. I immediately begin to lap at her sodden slit. The taste is divine, like sweet nectar.“Oh fuck” she moans loudly as both her hands hold the back of my head. I lap faster at her pussy. My tongue swiftly moving across her lips. Her hips grind into my face.I expose her clit with my tongue. From downstairs came the faint sounds of rattling cutlery and the slam of an oven door. Mum was keeping the first batch of pancakes warm. Her smug domesticity accentuated the raw sexuality of what Daddy and I were doing. His cock poked down my throat as his hairy loins moved restlessly under the stress of his excitement. His hands were on my head to hold me down and I wanted him to push harder so his cock would be lodged down my gullet for keeps. I was greedy, hungry, horny, and the more cock I.