When her tongue slips out to gloss her lips, my cock throbs in my hand and a pulsing heat begins to form in my belly.Beautiful, and irresistibly sexy,...I watch breathlessly as her left hand fondles her breast. Her fingers knead the pliant flesh, squeezing it hard from its thick base and pulling upward toward her distended nipple. For a brief moment, I'm shocked at how roughly she treats herself, but I tuck the thought away, saving it for a time when it will be my hand that so urgently abuses her. The parties constructed to safeguard such power has long since disappeared into the annals now.Here are the tenets of the Drawbook needed to use it at its most minimum functions:1.) Write the name of the person, group of people, or body (while thinking of the one you mean) on the top of the page.2.) Draw either a circle, square, or triangle. Words will automatically fade in; they will all refer to some kind of concept, sentiment, or action/deed.3.) In this shape, whatever is written inside it,. "Get down on it, bitch," he said. I began sucking his cock again - nice and juicy! My upper lip was really swollen up, but James said that it made the blowjob even hotter. I was crouched between his legs and licking his nuts and sucking them into my mouth. James raised up his big hairy legs, exposing his ass hole. "Kiss it," he ordered. I was disgusted but afraid, so I pushed my face close and planted a kiss right on his moist anus. "Lick it up, Keven, James said. I filled my mouth with saliva. Plus the corset nature of it was very slimming. Mom didn’t desperately need that, but ... well, she didn’t have my metabolism, so she needed all the help she could get in that area.I sound like I’m being a dick - I’m not trying to be, it’s just ... well, Mom wasn’t a teenager like me, so I dunno why she felt like she had to dress like one.Underneath the corset top she was wearing basically a pair of black panties, and then black socks that came up to above her knee. If it wasn’t for the upbeat,.