She had shadows under her eyes and her hair was matted and ruffled, but when she smiled she looked like an angel. The boy climbed onto the bed and hud...led in her arms. She had lost weight, and was not as soft as before, her hands pale and thin, her fingers moving nervously. But that was his mother, no doubt.His eyes then lingered on mom Emmy ‘s legs. They stuck up, straight and slightly apart, and to the pads on which they were propped were attached ropes, part of a system of pulleys. It looked. I was ushered into the living room by Chelsea: "Get yourself comfortable, Sarah will be in to sort out your wank in a minute." As I looked around the living room, I realised I was in heaven. Well, what heaven looks like to a knicker thief and pervert like me anyway. Every visible surface was covered with the two girls underwear, drying on two large airers in front of the electric fire, over the radiators and all over the floor as well. Thongs, tangas, briefs and boy shorts in black, white, red,. Whaddaya say?’ He was dumbstruck. He felt as if he was spinning around like a rotisserie chicken. Like a terrified Jimmy Stewart peering over the stairwell in Vertigo. The first of October would be his ex-wife’s birthday, but he could not divulge that to Inez. As far as he could discern from his stolen moments with Katrina, she had no one with whom to share her celebrations. Besides, he already had promised to treat her to dinner at Sardi’s. He tried to imagine how his best friend, Yannick,. My fingers were non-stop fucking her cunt. One then two and then three. Three of them were inside her cunt and she was moaning with the sizzling pain. I pushed her on the bed next. I was rubbing my 7 inches all over her body, taking it around her lips, teasing her. She was trying to grasp it with her mouth and reaching out her lusty tongue to get one lick of my dripping dick. Yes, I was oozing with juice. Without any hesitation, I inserted my wobbling dick inside her mouth and she closed her.