The painted shirt had washed down into the shorts. She wasn't happy with it at all. She looked a mess. "I've got an idea, but I might need your help,"...said Victoria. "Okay, what's your plan sweetheart?" "I need you to use that bar towel to wash off the rest of the white paint." Mike felt a twitch in his trousers. Could this be real? Did she actually just say that? "So you want me to wash all the paint off?" "Yes please, but only if you don't mind." "Sooo just for clarity... " Mike paused as he. I do this for a little while, sucking on the way up, and blowing on the way down. You groan, as you start to buck your hips frantically, to get deeper down my throat. Your hands clench my hair, as your cock fucks my face. You grip my hair roughly to pull my head back, as you start to jack off with your hand. You growl, as I open my mouth wide, to accept your spurting cum. You cum in large bursts into my waiting mouth. When you are done, you grab my arm, and bring me deeper into the water.You. Tabhi mujh apni pith par kisi ka ahshash hua mane mudkar dekah to iffy the iffy ne mujhe pichhe se baho mai bhar liya aur mere boobs ko halke halke dabne lagaa mer nippal pani aur thand ke vajah se pehle hi hard ho gaye thi aur kale angur ki trha lag rahe the iff ne unhe jaise hi masla mer badan mai cuuren s laga aur mer emuh se siskari nikal gayi mai tadap kar ghum kar iffy se lipat gayi iff ybhi kam garma nahi ho rahe the unka 7 inch ka .land. Mere jangho chubh rah tha.iffy mere hoto ko pagle. You're crazy. "With one swift yank I tore her night gown open from top to bottom.She screamed, "Dear God what are you doing? I'm your mother. Mother and son!!!!!! Jesus, Mary and Joseph!! This is dirty and wrong. Oh baby, please stop this. Please stop."I tried to kiss her but she would not give her lips to me. She was sobbing and yelling and cursing me. I kissed her neck and ears. I sucked her neck and softly bit it. I told her "You can scream but no one can hear you. You can fight but you.