You reached for my fly while I slid my hand up your skirt. Cupping your mons, my fingers combed through your bush as they homed in on your clit."Mmmmm..." you hummed as your lips enveloped my head. I slid a finger inside your tightness, then two, stretching you open. You opened your legs, an encouraging sign, while taking me into the back of your throat. Your tongue danced around my shaft as you sucked. I paused for a moment allowing the delicious sensations to distract me, before plunging my. "It's down here sir" she lisped and touched the front of her skirt,"Where exactly?" It's near her cunt sir" Jill offered helpfully and mum looked at me coyly."Yes sir, Jill means it's near my vagina" Well I can't do anything about it, it wouldn't be right would it?" If you could just look sir, I'll keep my panties on" All right Polly, but I can only look at it, now then show me where it hurts exactly"As I knelt down in front of her she lifted her skirt and I couldn't help smiling as I saw I'd. The four of us enter our tent, and Mrs, Abernathy instantly removes her top, exposing her ample supply of bosum :) Alex drops his jaw open, and I give him a little push to his shoulder. “You first home boi”. Mrs. Abernathy drops to the floor, and laying on her back whisks off her skirt, and just spreads eagle, right there on the sleeping bags. “Eat me honey” she commands, staring Alex coldly in the face. Alex just stands there—stunned. “Well hun, you do eat pussy don't you”? Alex, still. Slowly, he brought both hands to his face. Fingers pulled and explored. The eyes of that face ever widening as the realization that he was looking out of that face became increasingly evident.His breath came in short wheezing, panicked bursts. His mind struggled with the image in the mirror as he got up and advanced on it. He lifted a leg, and so did the image. The face of the girl in the mirror was streaked with red where he had pulled and tugged on the soft and tender skin. He could feel the.