Ashley looked at her mother, for what seemed like an awkwardly long time. I also kept on looking and this in turn helped my cock to get a bit wetter,...and I could now hear the faint squishing of precum between my hand and my 6inch cock. Ashley turned to me smiled and said You are right, we are looking more and more the same each day. Then she whispered but mommy has more hair than me. Where? I asked innocently. You know down there, on her mouse. She whispered. (We always called our little girls. My pussy milking his cock as he slid in and out. I wanted more. He turned me over and spread my legs as wide as they could go and slid back in to the hilt and I couldnt help but squeal with pleasure. Master stopped and looked down at me, allowing me to calm myself so I wouldnt cum without permission. Once I calmed enough to handle him he started to slide into me. slowly, easily , almost teasingly. I squirmed wanting more quicker, harder. Master guessed and slowed down even slower and even. Every move I made was returned doubly in pleasure, which just built up to another level and then another. Our bodies worked in unison, and I could feel in my mind exactly how she felt and where next to move. This was truly amazing. Her teeth on my shoulder and neck were like little pinpricks of delight, and just as it seemed that we had just hit another peak of sensation, she told me to be ready, and then started what I now know to be her form of orgasm, not so different from our own. She. He was on his blue jetty looking very handsome. Especially I like to see guys on their underwear (semi-nude). His thighs are so thundering, hairy and huge with good in shape. I hug him, kiss on his lips and took his tongue in my mouth and started to suck his tongue. Then I rubbed his nipples with my finger and suck it nicely. I smooch all over his body. I pressed on his thighs and removed his jetty. I saw his big cock (circumcised) with reddish tip. I started to lick his balls. He shaved his.