WHACK! again and again, 4 times on each cheek and this hand now firmly gripping me starts to stroke, my knees are weakening but thank god my panties h...ve fallen to my ankles allowing me to spread my legs as I managed to kick one foot free, leaning on my elbows, gasping for more, my hips now rocking in time to the stroking of my little (getting bigger) cock, then a whisper in my ear ..... I'm going to Fuck You, and Fuck You and Fuck You again till you beg me to stop, this sweet babygirl voice I. “Do it now”. “Shhh”, I mumbled, my mouth still affixed to her clam. I gently increased the pressure of my tongue. Julie’s hands came off my head and went back to her breasts. Her legs tautened and straightened slightly and her hips came up and pushed her engorged cunt even further against my face. My finger went back in to her tunnel and I wriggled it around her walls as her pussy began to clamp down in anticipation of release. Her clit, which had withstood the assault from my mouth, began to. Mia was testing her, a bit, but that was actually okay, in a way.“Join us in the gym, after?”“Okay.”She phoned, Claude sounded pleased to hear from her, and she went along to have a coffee. She sat in the stylish armchair at right-angles to him, on the end of the weirdly shaped glass-topped coffee table, while he smiled at her in his warm way.“So we’ve been thinking,” she started, after the opening pleasantries and a sip of coffee, “about switching off ageing, and what that might mean? Cos it. She grew up with it. Also occasionally her mom had a customer over. Although she usually stayed in her bedroom then. Now Ann listening hadn't shocked me as much as hearing Marie, the mom, had a husband. So I said "your mom's married?" She said not really, just common law but they had been together like 10 years. I asked where he was and she said he was at work.So being curious I asked if she did the same job as her mom. She didn't. She was on welfare, they all were actually (step dad worked.