His hips moved faster, as if on their own. Mrs. Thorn squeezed his butt.“Slow down, Ethan,” she said. “Don’t rush it, hon. Take your time.”E...han took a few seconds to catch his breath. Her hips moved in his hands. He moved his own hips slowly, just like before, out a little bit, then back in.“Yes. Yes, I knew you’d be good at this,” Mrs. Thorn whispered. Her lips brushed his earlobe.Ethan pumped his hips again, pushing himself as deep into her as he could. Mrs. Thorn rocked her hips at the same. This always makes my FUCK HOLE wet when you talk of punishing me mmmm and I suck harder and deeeeper so I can taste this THICK CREAMY load. ZEUS feels like STEEL and you arch your back and curl your toes and I know it is time to swallow fast because it is going to be a big HOT MESSY load. YOU pull my head up slightly and say OPEN WIDE my lil SLUT, then shoving that MASSIVE EXPLODING BLACK COCK all the way down my throat I start choking and gagging, but I don't spill a drop of my precious treat. Halfway through dinner, Mama got up and excused herself. I didn't think too much about it. Perhaps she wanted to freshen up her make up, or go to the bathroom. When I saw her turn left instead of right at the top of the stairs though, I almost lost my appetite. She was definitely going to see a sight when she went into my bedroom. I felt bad for Shirley, but it was too late. Maybe I should have stayed up there with her, foregoing dinner. Now, at the very least, she was going to be very. As we made it to the throng at the front, he softened his grip on my fingers so I tightened my hold on his. As the music got even more riotous and intense, the fans around us kept jostling us, pushing us closer together. Mark put his hand around my waist, protective and more than a little sexy. Gazing at the singer, I started to notice how turned on I was getting. I turned to Mark and breathed in his ear “this is really great, thanks.” As he turned his head to reply I interrupted him by.