What’ll I do? Will I even feel it when Biff puts his dick in me?’ Then she remembered a trick that Tina had tried to teach her. She focused all he... effort on flexing the muscles in her cunt, trying to make them tighten around Biff’s finger. It took less work than she thought. The walls of her hot box squeezed snugly on Biff’s digit easily. She relaxed with a sigh of relief and leaned back in the theater seat to enjoy what her boyfriend was doing. Biff had never been so turned on. Cum was. She came in the room I was working, looking ultra fine in her business attire, as always. She was wearing a tight black skirt and a leopard print blouse. We started talking about what we were going to do for dinner, when she came over and sat on my lap. Not to the side, sitting on my leg, but full on, her crack on my crotch. At this point my mind went in three directions. One was speaking to Beth normally, pretending it was no big deal that only a couple thin layers of clothing separated. But I was in no mood to listen to him since he was not my boyfriend at that moment. It was I, who was in control. In the wet and warm sanctuary of my mouth, with my tongue lavishing every attention, his manhood grew hard and strong. My oral expertise drove him wild, and he came in a rush, drenching me with his creamy white delight. As if in a trance I slurped and swallowed every drop of his precious potion of love. After it was over, I asked him to stick his still pulsating manhood between my. I could see her ass partially.I took my eyes of it. I ddint want to be bad.I went to moms bedroom to get some sleep, as mom said she has to clean my room up. I was half awake when mom came to her room. She went to bathroom. After sometime i heard her pee. I thought of the way she may be sitting in the toilet and urine coming out of beautiful pussy. One day I saw mom doing exercise to maintain her figure.She was bending a lot and showing her cleavage. She was wearing a tight pants, through which.