Misty’s pussy, already exquisitely tight, became a soft and wet vice that gripped her tongue tightly. “Aaaaaahhhmmmuuuuuggghhh…. ooooo, Sweet Je...us…. Coming Mommy…. Oooooohhh, I’m Coming…. AAAHH!” Misty cried out loudly.Sharon heard her daughter erotic cries, as her mouth filled with Misty’s seeping juices, she swallowed eagerly, swirling her tongue greedily, keeping her daughter’s wild orgasm going. Misty twisted and squirmed her ass on the couch, her small hands holding her damp panties to. If she did get off at eleven what did she do with those extra hours? Still, she was a friend and what the guys were going to do was wrong.I said I wasn't going to be a part of it, but to an extent I was. We had all come in my car so I was stuck with staying with the group. I seriously thought of just driving straight home so they couldn't put their plan into play, but then I couldn't be sure that they wouldn't blab to Norm. We pulled in at the motel and Harry went in and got a room and then. After a few minutes, she replied saying “Had”, “But not now”. It was good to read that message honestly. Then, I inquired about it, she said she was in a relationship with a guy & due to family pressure he couldn’t marry her & they broke up.She was little upset while we were chatting about her previous relationship. I tried consoling her with whatever I could say. Then we chatted about my relationship and how it was a flop too. So both were in a similar situation fresh out of a breakup. My. ..”Beth heard the door slam behind her. She shuddered as felt the raindrops from her helmet run down the back of her neck. Beth swore softly to herself as she tore off her gloves and fumbled with the helmet binding as the face shield fogged up. Pulling off the helmet, she saw the room for the first time. It was warm, cozy, and rustically romantic. Shaded wall lamps and the flicker of the fire behind the glass window in the stove door provided soft light. Placing her helmet and gloves on the.