Of course Larry got into my arse with his tongue once I was fully committed to Janelle’s leaking honey pot. I loved her tacky girl cum mixed with my...saliva, spread frickin everywhere it counted. I lapped into her opening with a new ferocity as Larry pressed his tongue tip around and around my tight arse rim. It was so good. I was giving my best and I was receiving probably better. Geez; Larry was a skilled manipulative arsehole bastard.I was finger fucking Janelle. She was moaning now. I was. Albert squirmed, helpless in his bonds as Helga rose from the chair, sneering at her helpless captive, her sense of spite overcoming her temporarily sated sexual needs. She pushed Albert on to his side and whipped him several times for sheer pleasure; his cock pulsed with a strange pleasure of its own as the sting of the whip's blows smarted through his flesh. His ears pricked up as he heard the front door open and close. Helga laughed wickedly."Oh you poor fool! Now you will learn why you are. Before I even knew what was happening, Mom was naked and spreading her legs for me. I melted into her and within moments I had sunk into her tight pussy. I drove myself deep to the hilt, and just stayed like that. Mom smiled up at me, and started to gently stroke my face."Are you nervous about tonight?" she asked, as if having this conversation with her son, while his cock was buried inside of her, was a normal and maternal thing."Yeah," I answered, resting my face next to hers on the pillow. I. ‘I want you,’ I whispered softly. A moan escapes your lips as we continue our fiery embrace, our passionate kiss. My hands caress your face, your neck, your hair. Our lips moistened and slick from our frantic tongues. Your finger nails lightly scratch my back, feeling my muscles tense. Our tongues meet, a powerful, seductive dance together. I pull your head close to mine, holding firmly. I pressed your body against the wall, my hands slide under your shirt. My lips and tongue explore you,.