” I can feel you smile as you take my clit between your lips and your tongue, worrying it until it’s hard and aching. “You like that, don’t ...ou.” You say a single finger starts to probe my ass. “Yes, yes I do.” I manage to groan. “More, please,” I moan again, louder, when a second finger is added. My hips bucking wildly against your face, your breathing hitched and desperate. You pull back and I whimper softly. “I’m not done sweetheart, not by a long shot.” I hiss as two fingers slide in to. My cab pulled up to our driveway. It had been a long journey. I loved the idea when I was young of attending Uni at the other side of the country just so I can be free of the distractions of Family and friends but I missed this place terribly. I paid my fare and went up to the door. I smiled at myself as I thought about knocking. It had been five years but this was my home. I reached for the handle and it opened before I got to it. My mother came barrelling out the door and enveloped me in her. It was evident the experience had an effect on both of them as they both drank much more than they planned. Both of them were worse for ware when they left and headed home. Julie dropped her shopping in the bedroom and thanked Jordan for helping her, Jordan thanked her for the show, which he would never have said sober. Julie asked "would you like to see them again?" which Jordan just nodded. Julie knew which one he was keen on seeing so she went straight into her bedroom stripped completely. . stop..." I continued to hump away for all I was worth. We were like wild beasts having at each other, groaning and bucking. Her satiny legs continued their rhythmic squeezing in time with my thrusts. I let go of her arms and she grabbed my ass, pulling me even deeper into her juicy fuck hole. My mouth was on hers and we gasped for breath in each other's months while our tongues worked their way deeper and deeper down each other's throats. It was as an intense fucking as we had ever had. I.