The boy had his mom's butt cheeks in his hands and slid easily into the hot, sucking recesses of his mother's cunt. "Fuck me, son. Fuck your mother ha...d in her wet, hungry cunt until she cums all over your cock and balls," Michelle groaned from the pit of her throat. Her son hammered his prick in between her hairy, sticky folds, into the tight, sucking hole of her vagina, and his young balls smacked against her pink, swollen clit with each lunge. The girl underneath at some point got her nose. The two partners in crime talked intently in another part of the streamlined plane. They sipped rare cognac from Baccarat snifters as they discussed their "ward." I tellya, Ernesto, the kid's dynamite. Hell, if you hadn't got antsy, I'd have gotten a blow job out of it, too! For Chrissakes, why'dja have to break it up so soon? You said you'd wait for my call!" Sorry, Jack, but it became obvious that you were all set to make a night of it. You tend to forget yourself at times, and drugging her. I mean like her stomach is cut something fearsome. I bet you could bounce one of those tennis balls on it. And, I'll let you in on a little secret. When we were at Tina's party last week, all the girls were there. Well, Nancy had on this blue top with a wide neckline. And, she came over to talk to Gwen, who was sitting next to me. She bends over and I get a look right down her shirt. She's not wearing a bra. God, you shoulda' seen them. They were round, and white. I even got a peek at one of. Better to live a lie than be a walking hurtful truth. Julia had literally seemed to let out a sigh of relief at his words. Wiping her forehead, she let go of her towel and let it fall to the floor. And as he looked on at her beautiful and lithe body, he felt himself harden from behind the curtain. Damn, she was so fucking hot. He imagined in his head their night already. Almost as if it had happened. Wait, how did this happen? His attention was momentarily taken from her to let his sapphire.