If you want to see what my ass looks like this morning, here." She turned around and pulled up the back of her nightshirt. Her ass cheeks were still...bright red with darker blue and purple splotches on them."I don't hide anything," she continued. "But I don't cook bacon or sausage in the nude. Some pain is just that - pain." She dropped her nightshirt back down over her bottom and turned to get ingredients out of the refrigerator.Just then a low beep, followed by three high beeps and a. One down, two to go.Dustin leaned forward. He was sweating. He kissed Ashton again, thrusting his tongue deep into her wet mouth while running his hands through the long mane of thick blonde hair hanging to the floor of the back seat. This sure was hard work. But very satisfying nonetheless. And at least it was a little quieter now. Only one girl groaning, and another girl gurgling. He would deal with Lauren next. He would save Kaitlin for last. She really did look just like Marilyn Monroe. He. You bounced quickly on your knees once the tip was securely lodged inside you, driving down further with each repetition until you were taking all but a few inches of the toy. The bounces changed in favor of longer, more purposeful strokes. Your clit had risen from its sheath, glistening in the light of your room.I lifted my hips slightly from the bed, just enough that I could push my pajamas and boxers down to my thighs. My cock rose up from my groin like a creature that had been rudely. " She grinned at me and licked her lips.I smiled at her and sat where she pointed. Her mother was a great lay and she paid well too, usually a hundred a fuckShe sat on my lap and put her arm around my neck and kissed me, seriously and deeply kissed me. I slid my hand up her bare back and pulled her closer and kissed her, open-mouthed. She writhed, leaned back and said. "Momma said you were a gentlemen, that you ever told. That true?"I nodded and we traded some more spit as I peeled a thin strap.