There was a lot of enthusiasm in his, “It’s a date,” reply to my invitation. At home that night, I kept hearing Dave’s deeply masculine, dream...ly sexy baritone voice telling me enthusiastically, “It’s a date.” I have my own bedroom, separate from my husband’s, and I was home alone. Nevertheless, I took the precaution to lock my bedroom door, before taking my vibrator out of my nightstand drawer, and running it all over my quivering, trembling pussy, as my mind kept replaying the very sexy way. I started sucking on his cock, swirling my tongue just around his head to start. With one hand, I gently rubbed his balls while I slowly started moving further up his cock, taking more of him inside my mouth. I heard him let out a slight moan as I started sucking harder and harder, wanting to please him even more. I took him out of my mouth and started sucking on his balls, while I rubbed my hand up and down his cock. I heard him inhale quickly, and wrapped my lips around his cock again as he. Jim then got onto his knees and resumed licking my mother’s cunt and now obviously the shaft and balls of the huge black cock that she was riding. Back then I didn’t know what a cuckold was, but I do now.Quietly we returned to the treehouse where we promptly stripped off our clothes again. Knowing that we had time, we made out for a while kissing and exploring every inch of each other’s body. We fucked two more times, trying to mimic the positions that we’d seen our parents doing. I really. “What the hell? What the hell? I’m about to get vital fucking information out of this Regency lapdog because he’s scared that if a finger goes up his butt he stops being a man, and you fucking blow it and you ask me why I’m angry?” Ceaith asked, stabbing her thumb against her chest as she walked over Jerin’s back – casually putting her weight on his spine. Jerin made a sound somewhere between a pillow being compressed in a vice and a curse word. She stepped off the bed, getting as into Ember’s.