Frankie was a flunky and acted mostly as a gofer for Pete. Pete kept him around for two reasons. First, Frankie could always be depended upon to do ex...ctly as told without asking why. Second, Frankie had a gorgeous buxom wife, Penny ,that Pete loved fucking.Pete never could quite understand how a mouse like Frankie ever wound if with a sexy hot wife like Penny. What Pete did not know was Frankie and Penny had grown up together in a government subsidized housing project on the southside of. She said "Oh, arya, it tastes so nice. I want to drink it whenever you can give me". I said, "Sure ma, you can have all of it" and I drew her up and we kissed passionately for a long time. After a while, mother wanted to go to the bathroom and went downstairs. When she was gone, I was imagining her lifitng her sari, spreading her legs apart and letting her warm golden piss out. My desire to kiss my mother's womanhood, nestled between her ivory thighs, grew beyond bounds. When she came back, I. ” “O-K-A-Y. What if I just take my top off to begin with and see how we go?” “Oh yeah sure… whatever!” He said, enthusiastically. I stood up and stood in front of the fire place and did a few poses to allow him to get the light just right for pure skin tones. Then I slipped off the strap from one shoulder. As it worked its way down my arm, my left breast was partially revealed. Adam stood up and looked at me directly rather than through the lens. He looked through the viewfinder again as I. Once I was good and wet, he took them out and softly rubbed my clit. “Are you ready?” he asked. “Yes,” I said with a nod. He put the tip of his cock inside me and pushed it in about halfway. He continued to make gentle, shallow strokes until I opened up completely and he could fit his whole cock inside. “Ohhh, god, yes,” I moaned in extreme pleasure as he got all the way in. “Don’t stop.” He filled me up with deep, powerful strokes and my pussy just wanted more and more. As my G-spot got.