Mom was radiant. The published images manages to capture some of it—Justin won awards for his photography—but you need to watch the video to reall... catch it. Mom never missed a step, even though her eyes never left Dad.Sean:When the time came, I went to get dressed. I had had fittings while Sheila was on her trips to the city. I knew my traditional frock suit fit like a dream. All I had to do was put it on. There were still people to do my hair and nails, but you have to give Francine. Let me return the favour, I say, and slide down thebed. You sigh, and straddle my torso, letting your pussy lower slowlyover my eager face.I run my hands over your smooth ass as you again take my waiting cockinto your mouth. I read down to your pussy lips, already puffy withpassion, and gently hold them apart. Slowly, teasingly, I run mytongue over your slit, tasting your juices. You moan, involuntarily,as I lick your damp pussy from back to front and back again. Pullingyour hood back with my. Most girls I have paid to go to bed with me can't deal with servicing my big cock.Let me go all the way back to the start of my story. I was an unhappy man until I one day as I was surfing the web for porn I saw an ad that caught my eye. It talked about a Furry Social Club that allowed people to let out the beast within them and have all the sex they wanted. The ad talked about earning status and becoming the person you always wanted to be. Maybe if I was in a suit no one would care about my. This was going to be more fun than she had imagined."C'mon, Gloria," her mother whimpered. "Stick the damn thing in me.Gloria dropped to her knees, the huge fake cock aimed at her mother's asshole. "Let me lick it first." Oh, Gloria," Marsha sighed. "Yes. Get it all wet first." She wiggled her ass erotically.Gloria brought her face to her mother's asshole. She spread the asscheeks, baring the brown wrinkled hole. Her head was reeling as she stared hungrily at the delicious looking crack."Go.