He licked every square inch while his hands did not neglect her stocking-clad thighs. His mouth was covered with her viscous fluids and he relished th... taste of her. Simon went for more and he could feel her fingers tangled in his hair and digging into his scalp. It was her way of letting him know not to stop, not that her yelps and moans of pleasure weren’t telling him that as well. He moved down and caressed her legs and flipped her over. He massaged her back and even licked her ass before. She came out of the kitchen and looked even better. I was so jealous of how mom looked, she had boobs, and hips, and looked sexy, where I just look dorky. I want boobs so bad. I could see right through the front, except her tits, and I soon noticed she no longer had that patch of orange hair, I was kind of disappointed. The part the covered her boobs was solid, but split down the middle, and I could see a nipple poking out of each, they were just the right size, and a perfect shade of pink. Mom. Turner dragged off the disqualified girls to. He checked it out.What he found shouldn’t have surprised him. Yet it did. The room’s looks came straight from a fetish dungeon. Whips, chains, padded cuffs, and cameras at all corners of the room. Oh, and not to mention a table with a line of dildos on it! Brandon had an odd feeling about it, other than the obvious. Moving closer to the table to inspect them he saw names in front of the dildos he could not see were strap-ons.His and Jason’s names. Her yellow eyes shone with the passion of my touch. She was a work of art all in herself, the contrast between her dark skin and pale hair and eyes, the feminine beauty combined with this amazing, wonderful dick.My pale hands stroked her dark shaft as my tongue danced about the tip. I squirmed my thighs together, my own clit throbbing almost in envy. I had worn strap-on dildos before, but to have a real cock... Wouldn’t that be an experience.“Yes, yes, I feel your inspiration swelling through.