"You didn't like the teddy?" Or the fuckin' bikini. What is wrong with you?" she asked with aconfused look on her face."I am horny, and thirty five, I...have not been laid in months-" You know what- we are not having this conversation," she told himusing the towel from her shoulders to dry her hair again. "Did you buyme any real clothes?"He nodded- "in the closet."She did not move towards them, but instead continued to brush out herhair."By the way- you need to call your parents, they have been. "That's not bad at all for being so new to the Island and us. Later on, you'll be able to swallow more dick than you could ever imagine, but not tonight." Are you going to be okay sucking on Persia's dick like this?" asked Barocca.Jeanne couldn't speak, but her eyes lit up with a feverish intensity, and she nodded her head. Jeanne sucked the huge mouthful of Persia's cock as best she could. Persia would pull out until her cockhead was at Jeanne's teeth, and then thrust back in gently, taking. However this time, with the thoughts of his mother in his head, it was better than ever. "Oh God," Melissa gasped as Chris found her clit. It only took her a minute to climax. She squeezed her legs tight and grabbed his hair, pulling his face to her convulsing sex. Chris barely noticed. Even as her climax waned, he continued to suck her. Three or four climaxes later, Melissa pushed Chris's head from between her legs. "Whew," she gasped as her legs fell from his shoulders. With a dazed look on. "And you looked so cute when we left the lingerie store. You got allpink, just like you little sweater," she said and smiled. I blushed. Shebegan to rub my crotch. "You love being my little pantyboy, don't you?" Mmm hmm," I replied, nervous to say anything on camera."Come on sweetie. Tell me you love it," she said, coaxing a betterresponse from me."I love being your pantyboy," I mumbled."What was that, sweetie. You were mumbling," she said"I love being your pantyboy, Danielle," I said, looking.