To accentuate what I just said, I lightly move my hips toward her, my dick pocking her harder, hitting her wet slit.Her eyes lit up at my direct answe... with the same fire I probably have in mine. Without wasting any time, she moves off me and positions herself on the bed, assuming the missionary position. I get on my knees and look at the woman in front of me, offering her delicate pussy to my raging dick, abandoning herself to my care. I see that she is looking between my legs, my erection. .. a fake tattoo of a tear at the corner of her eye, deep black eye shadow that would have been too much for a raccoon. The other eye was done in stop-light red, and when she closed her eyes, she had wide-open eyes painted on her lids – like Jack Sparrow did. Her upper lip was painted in metallic blue and the bottom lip was a maroon color. It looked like Jackson Pollock had thrown up on her head.She rotated through various colors about once a week ... at least for the two weeks we'd been here.. Her cute face was placed against mine and her lips kissing mine. My big tool was between her thighs in a tight grip. She was smiling at me.“I am so lucky mom,” I said.“Mm..” she responded.“I will be the first son to get his mom’s pussy,” I said.“Don’t be so sure,” she said. “There are many other mothers who get fucked by their sons,” she said.“I see. I should have tried it long back” I said showing my regret.“Yes but it’s ok, you can have me now. Show me how good you are with your cock in your. He also won't tell you that Marissa made him lick her, and me and Beth to an orgasm. Or that Marissa picked him before she picked Katy. In fact picking Katy was the first time she asked for your brother's judgment. I think there must have been something in his CAP score that said he was a person who has an overwhelming urge to share and protect. He looked around and saw Katy almost hiding at the back of the bunch of women who were still there and all shouting and playing with their tits and.