"I want you to worship my prick, Mother. I want you to thirst for my cum!" Oh Jesus! Yes, John! I do! I worship your beautiful cock and balls now!" Su...an gasped, lewdly grinding her crotch upward into her son's heal."I want you to be willing to do anything for just a taste of my prick!" Anything. I'll do anything you tell me, son. Just for a taste of that sweet cock!" Susan was beginning to pant heavily, her cunt aching to be filled. The filthy conversation was spurring her lust and her gaze. Ahhh.”The finger pushed deeper and deeper each time.“Oh.....oh no.......ooooh.....ooh!”Sarah was trying not to laugh. Emma's face was a picture of consternation and anguish, mixed with obvious, but reluctant arousal. Sarah pulled the intruding finger slowly out of Emma's gripping bum hole, leaving it rudely winking, as if it were gasping for air.“I think we need more soap in there, to get you cleaned up properly” Sarah said, matter of factly.“Oh no please....no more!”Emma begged, but she stayed. " This would help me. Don't you see?" Trish was almost in tears. "You accepted Susan and you didn't even know her." I have to admit that the situation with Susan surprised me. There was an immediate connection between Tamara, Susan, and me." But we have history. You once wanted to date me." That's true. And then I got to know you. I found out things about you that would've made it impossible to have a long-term romance with you. That didn't stop me loving you as a friend. I like you but I don't. His woman hadn't moved, still watching us intently. To the west, that couple was now each lying on their right side facing us. She was closer to us with him behind her. Her left arm was reaching behind her and his left hand was over her front, cupping her left breast. It appeared that they were becoming aroused. Leaning way forward to do Barb's arms, stretched over her head, my erect penis was pressing into her pubic bone while she pushed upward slightly with her hips, grinding against me. With.