There was no thought of taking the lead. He wanted Pam to remain in control of her cunt coming into contact with his lips and tongue."Ronny, I'm hopin... I don't turn y'all off, but sometimes I get just a little kinky. I like to talk 'bout what's happening. That's what I'm wanting to do now. Will that upset y'all?" Sounds like a turn on to me!" His words were muffled by her snatch as she pressed down on him. The vibration of his speech must have sent tremors of feeling through her for Ron saw the. The carburetor looked like it was gleamed with my tongue. The sparkplugs were snug and tight. The filters could have just come from a laundry, they were that clean and fresh. The car hasn’t whimpered or shuddered like that ever again.’ ‘So you’re pretty good at keeping things clean and lubricated?’ ‘Yes, ma’am!’ ‘What if I had a precious apparatus that needed to be cleaned and lubricated? Would you use your tongue to do the job if it meant a chance to test drive my new car?’ Slick didn’t. They were both small, elfin even, excepting for their breasts which were unfashionably large. These were constrained with whalebone bodices to bring them into a more acceptable shape. After all as her maid pointed out, Faith didn’t want to look ‘like a milk maid’. They shared too the same large, deep brown eyes. Some times Faith caught a flash in her mother’s eyes that told her that she wasn’t the quiet woman she appeared to be. Sometimes Faith felt things that she knew she wasn’t supposed to.. Fiona closed her eyes and relaxed, her body welcoming the erect cock of her partner into her backside.Greg thrusted very slowly, constantly checking on his partner as his slow movements buried his cock into the young lady, yearning for the filthy fuck she was trying to elicit. "Come on," she urge; her blonde hair pooled on the pillow as she bucked her hips to encourage her partner. "Fuck me!"Greg gulped and drove his cock back into the young lady's butt; Fiona gasped and groaned, deliberately.