His most ardent admirer, his controlling harridan of a mother, had once told him that he looked handsome in blue. Naomi Lawson-Smith. 35 could be quit... beautiful, if she ever smiled. Instead she seethed bitterness and resentment as the scowl was becoming permanently etched, rewritten into the design of her face. She was petite, with dainty, pixie features, naturally slim, perpetually tanned and had glossy dark brown hair that belonged in an advert for shampoo. Christian Lawson-Smith had fired. My other hand then sought out her pussy knowing how this made her wetter than ever and god she was, I could resist no longer and had to fuck her “bend!” was all I said and she knew what I meant, she did it straight away leaning over the desk, lifting her skirt like the good girl she was, I had to taste her and knelt to run my tongue up her slit quickly as I was desperate to shove my cock in her now but wanted to tease once more and ran the tip of my cock over her slit then up to her ass as she. "God, it feels so tight, mom" Jay moaned as he fucked his mom's hot pussy. He began slamming his penis with great force inside of her hot tight pussy. Suddenly the bedroom door opened and there stood his sister Monica. "What the fuck?" Monica asked in a startled voice. "Mom, Jay, what are you doing?" she continued. As Monica watched her brother's long thick penis slide in and out of her mother's pussy, she felt her own young pussy become quite wet. "Come here, Monica, come to Mommie". I took it like a whore and then licked my lips, smiling up at him and then down at my entourage below. The couple was now making out, if they made it home before fucking each other’s brains out, I would have been surprised. We had some onlookers, mostly horny men and I was enthralled with passion and pleasure.After that, it was my turn to cum so I lay back and motioned for him to nestled himself between my thighs, I had to give the people what they wanted after all even if they thought I didn’t.