Moans escaped her lips each time she slammed back down onto him and her gripped her tightly, she felt him start to swell inside of her. “Do it baby...��cum inside of my hot, little pussy!” His groan filled the room just as his cum exploded inside of her, she felt the heat of it coating her inner walls and purred as he throbbed and squirted inside of her. She savoured the feel of his cum inside of herself until it started to drip from herself onto his temporarily drained balls. With a wave she. Maybe five foot five? Brown hair, medium length, glossy. Grey eyes. Figure? Hard to tell in baggy jeans and hoodies. What really caught the eye, though was her birthmark. I think they call it a 'port wine' mark and it covered maybe half the right side of her face. It's sort of embarrassing. You see it and there's a sort of horrible fascination and you drag your gaze away. Unless, of course you're the sort of person that enjoys making fun and humiliating someone that can't help the way they. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. ‘I saw the sign and thought it might be you. Your parents must be really proud of you.’ ‘How did you see the sign? What brings you to this area?’ I asked. ‘My Uncle Ralph’s business is just across the street. We might be seeing a lot of each other.’ I introduced Mom to Becky and she told her to have lunch. Becky did make a sandwich and I sat down with her while she ate. After she left, Mom asked about her and I told her she went to the same. The covers were bunched between them; not a big surprise, since Eric liked to lie under just a sheet, or nothing. He's asleep, then. She was almost excited enough by the memory of fucking him to turn over and go down on him, suck him to the point a droplet of sweet precum would dance onto her tongue, then hop on top, popping his dick inside her and rocking her way to an orgasm.Still, he was asleep now, and there was little enough reason to wake him, now that he was. Disappointed and horny now,.