Her tongue slipped into my mouth as she moaned again, pressing her hard nipples into my bare chest, her heavy silk-covered tits squished between us.Sh... pulled away then, meeting my gaze, her expression still full of lust. “Ready to cum?” she wondered innocently.I nodded, trying to focus on catching my own breath.Gabriella just barely pushed up a little, only to slide back down, making my cock tense. “Sure you want to cum?” she wondered, only to incrementally rise up again.“Yes mistress,” I. "Some breakfast, I think, Simon, then I'm going to take it easy for the rest of the day. What are your plans?"I couldn't have had a better opening, and I looked closely at my mother. "Well, Mum, I'd rather like to have a chat with you about some photographs that I found during the spring clean." Photos?" she replied, puzzled. "What photos are you ..." and then the light dawned. She gave a faint scream and her hands went to her mouth, her eyes open and staring.I held my ground and said. Mandy lay there on her and Sumter’s bed patiently waiting for his mouth to touch her pussy again. Her body was tingling and she knew she would be quick with her orgasm when he started sucking on her lady parts again. Her clit was even tingling and still pulsing as she anticipated her brother’s oral stimulation once again. Mandy’s body was actually yearning for it. She was literally ready to cum. Mandy watched her brother lower his head between her legs and felt his mouth touch her pussy. She. I lay over her, my arms around her and we locked tongues, totally spent. Or at least, I thought we were spent…“Go outside and finish your smoke, Guy,” she told me as she got out of bed. “I’m gonna freshen up.”On the way to her balcony, I poked my head in her kitchen. The blue lights on the microwave said it was after midnight.“Well, fuck!” I thought to myself, “it’s fucking late!”Normally, I wouldn’t care how late it was. This being Leather Week in San Francisco, though, my other half, John,.