...' You get my drift, she was what’s known as a 'whore in the bedroom' I absolutely loved it. I love anything like that. I was envious. She was in...atiable. Ian was doing his best but after the weekend we’d just had, he was tiring and she noticed it. She dropped down telling him to lie flat, and within seconds had Ian’s cock firmly embedded in her throat. She was incredible. She played with her pussy while she throated him, licking his balls at the same time.It was too much I couldn’t take. "I've never found someone who couldappreciate me...or please me...because I'm different." Impossible!" Michael protested. "I would do nothing but ravish you atevery opportunity. Let's see if I know how to please you. And you saidthat you are different? In what way?"Between his kisses and caresses Maria found herself unable to answerMichael's challenge. He slowly sank to his knees, directly in front ofMaria's crotch and took a deep sniff. "Mmm," he cooed, "it seems likesomeone does want this. . .oooohhhhhh. . . yessss daddy,” his cock was driving her crazy. “Thank. . . thank you, daddy. . . ohhhhh!”“That’s the way to fuck the horny moms, kid!” he told her son. “Listen to her screams!”And these words were followed by a deeper insertion in her shit channel. His finger was fully imbedded in her ass, where he felt her muscle flexing and releasing, to swallow the intruder.The mature woman squeaked like a pierced swine. Pussy juice soaked her love channel and lubricated his penetrating. "My mouth darling!" Irene whispered. "I need you in my mouth." With Irene helping, Hannah's pants were fully removed and she was pulled up Irene's trim body until her pussy was in front of Irene's waiting mouth. Irene gazed at that wonderful snatch, the dark red lips contrasting against her pale white skin, her lips swollen and puffy, her clit so hard and inviting. Her legs were damp with the juice running down from her. Irene inhaled deeply, intoxicated by the sweet, musky odor of her.