She didn’t care which orifice it was. Edward noticed this. He knew everything about her body. All the little signs and what they meant. After the le...gth of time they had been together, he knew what he could get when she showed a certain sign. He placed his hands on the back of her head and pushed her mouth down over his cock, sending a shiver through his body. All the way to the back of her throat pushed the cock. She was good at this though, she had practiced. Bryony’s tongue started dancing. ..aaaaarggghhhh."Joyce forgot her earlier decision to only let Dawn have one orgasm, or rather she remembered and ignored it; her daughter's cunt was too delicious too stop eating and lapping. She rammed her tongue in deep, pushing her entire face into the soft flesh around the leaking hole, smelling her daughter's sexual odour and savouring the sweet flavour of the brunette teen's juice. Harder and harder she licked, her only concern the tasty pussy in front of her and her need to swallow the. So, too, are our intentions to become a ?number? at work as truthful as in real life for we both feel strongly that our fates are intertwined now that we?ve shared our secrets with each other. When the weekend in question had come and gone, it was pretty well a surety that we were a couple now, one in which neither partner was dominant emotionally, physically or sexually. We each had our weaknesses and strengths, our likes and dislikes and we both shared a rather vivid set of imaginations. Over time, now that I have snuck into that secret stash like a hundred times, it has started to sort of freak me out that my mom would use her own daughter's birthdate as the combination to her collection of sex toys! That's right, I said collection, because in that box there are: three penis-shaped dildos of different sizes and colors, two that have balls and suction cup thingies at the bottom, and one of those two is ten inches long (I've measured, that's from the tip to where the balls.