People dressed, undressed, fucking and sucking. Nobody dressed like mom & me.We were talking with a group of guys & girls. Everyone said they loved ou... outfits. Most of the conversation was just chit chat. Mom disappeared. She came back with a sharpie marker. She bent down in front of me & wrote “FUCK HOLE” in caps. Diane that may not come off. So what Megan.I grabbed the sharpie from her & wrote “FREE PUSSY” on her.Guys and even the girls were a lot more touchy feely with Diane. Maybe because. I took the parachute hair oil bottle, took a good amount of oil on one hand and with finger tips started applying oil on the scalp thoroughly. Now that my head was wet in oil, I started applying more on the hair, caressing the thick long tresses with oily hands and combing with fingers. I would be emptying this bottle today, as I won’t be taking the half bottle with me. The oil was already dripping from my hair by the time I finished the bottle.I started combing my oiled sleek hair, only to. Ellen noticed and blushed. She made a point of sliding up to me and kissing me passionately. Ellen successfully communicated the message that I was the main love in her life and that wasn't changing. Ashley looked a little disappointed but she smiled. She went to Carolyn and gave her a passionate kiss just to show she got the message. This was a fling. Nothing permanent was happening here for her.We fired up the coffee maker and Carolyn cooked some bacon and eggs. Stephanie appeared at the. Then resumed licking and kissing it as if a stranger had offered her a lollipop under the condition that he hold it out and she cannot use her hands.“Make me cum already,” said a rough voice from the other side of the box, beyond the hole.The voice made her whimper. How could a beautiful dick belong to such a voice? But she obliged.Once again, she took it back into her mouth, but this time she went faster. She fucked her own throat with the cock, speeding up and making wet sounds every time it.