It pumped his cum into the crotch of Monica’s still warm panties as his orgasm coursed over him, his eyes still fixated on his favorite part of her ...ody.As she heard him grunt she bent over further and watched from between her legs as he ejaculated into the panties she just had on. After his orgasm subsided, she turned back around and looked down at her friend, “Is that it?” she questioned.“Yes… wait, no…” he replied with a heavy voice, “pu… put them on for me” he moaned.Monica flung her arm. It wasn’t because I exposed myself on a porn video. It wasn’t an issue that the quality of the video, the adapted script, or the acting was sub-par. What was haunting me was the fantasy scene of having sex with my mother. Something about Juice calling me her son and me calling her, mom, left me perplexed and confused. On one hand, I was aroused while fucking Juice as my mother. On the other hand, could I ever think of actually having sex with my real mother? No doubt that my mom was a fit. The dark tinged perky nipples were pointed at an upward angle and tended to be a bit aroused most of the time.The beautifully proportioned brunette washed her body with the cold water in the basin being careful not to press too hard on the areas she had flagellated with a spirited contriteness that left marks on the back of her legs and her soft nicely-rounded bum. She had sinned most grievously not only with the Higgenbottom girl "Higgy" but also with the young French novitiate Sister. ‘NO, Please don’t make me do that,’ I pleaded as Steve’s cock rubbed against my cheek. ‘Please Jen,’ Steve begged as he stroked his cock on my lips. ‘Suck his cock,’ yelled Danny as he continued to thrust into me slamming his hips against my quivering ass cheeks. I stared at Steve’s big hard cock as he slapped it against my clenched lips. Confused and overwhelmed by my own arousal I relented opening my mouth for him. Steve fed me his cock and I hungrily sucked it into my mouth as Danny’s cock.