"Grace started crawling on her stomach and tits, which was causing her much discomfort till she reached by feet and started lapping them. Several time... the dildo was slipping out her ass and I had her reinsert it. Paul’s cock was dripping pre-cum in the kitchen from watching the action and I called her inside and had him stand by my side. "Your son’s cock is dripping bitch. Suck it dry or I'll replace that dildo in your ass with his cock." I told her.Grace immediately got on her knees and. Slithering up between my legs, I felt her hands grasp my cock, squeezing it hard, choking it fiercely. Any other time, it might have hurt the way she did it, but as aroused as I now was, she could have bitten it off and I would have cried out in pleasure long before feeling the pain. I watched as she bared her teeth, jumped as she nipped the soft head of my shaft, and reveled in it as she continued."Yes, bite it, suck it ... jack it, fuck it ... all of it Kris, all of it!" You're going to. As she jotted down things in her diary, leaning toward the small lantern in the cabin, I decided it was time to strike up a conversation or this long ride would be unbearable. As I watched those sexy lips form silent words as she wrote them down, I decided it was time to break the ice with some cordial questions. It was time to seize the moment to see if she was feeling the same feelings as I was. “So Miss Phillips, may I ask where you’re heading.” I questioned. . He stoppedbrushing and watched me pee. When I had squeezed out the last drops andput it all away he switched places with me and took care of his businesswhile I put away the toothpaste and watched him intently. It occurred tome that his penis was just as cute soft as it had been hard. I startedgetting aroused again thinking about his erection from the morning. Whenhe was done we went into my bedroom. One habit that my mother managed to drill into my head at an earlyage was to never get into.