They walked for a bit, then she leaned against a tree. He slipped his hand under her dress and felt heat and wetness."That's Mommy's good boy." she br...athed as he kissed her deeply. She arched her hips towards his fingers. He took a look around to see if anyone was watching. He dropped to his knees, hands cupping her ass, feeling the rough wood on the backs of his hands. He pressed his mouth to Mommy's pussy. She twined her fingers in his hair, whispering"You eat Momma's pussy so good" she. "I'm sorry," I told him in a rush. "I wish I could have stayed in bed with you." That's all I wanted to do and it's exactly what I couldn't do.He gave me a new, seductive smile that had my blood heating as he pulled me to him for a thorough and abbreviated kiss. "That's all right, Ramirez, you can make it up to me later." I felt myself flush and kissed him back roughly before heading for the door. "I'll lock up when I leave," he assured me and mused quietly, "if I can find my pants." I have. If ever there were guests in the mansion, they would think a phone was ringing, whereas Bruce and Alfred knew someone needed help. Bruce heard the distinctive ring while he was reading in his den, and signaled to Alfred that he was on it. Bruce made a quick trip to the hidden elevator down to the Batcave, then secured the alarm after noting the geographic coordinates being sent by Batgirl's alarm. Each time Bruce put on his Batman costume, he gave brief notice to the thought that this could. A second, different sound issued forth from the mess that was my bed. My wife, Patricia was laying naked, in a fetal position on the hardwood floor. A pair of hands threw back the covers on the bed, revealing an equally naked, or maybe just topless, daughter. My breath caught in my throat. My wife is sexy as hell but my daughter, well she’s in a class of her own. He has the most gigantic natural breasts I’ve ever seen on a woman and she’s only fifteen. Well sixteen now really. Tan lines from a.