Her skin over the top of the stocking seemed particularly white and smooth.- I do not wear panties, - she lifted her dress and higher, while slightly ...ushing the legs.I saw a dark mound of wet, swollen vulva.- I would like to feel your tongue in my cunt. Can not you get on your knees in front of me?She walked around the table and stood in front of me, and I knelt with his back to the table. Irina put your right foot on the table and picked up the dress. Right hand she pulled me to her. I felt a. As soon as I said it, I regretted it, but Tom didn't, he undid his pants and slid them and his underwear down revealing a very nice looking, about seven inch hard cock staring right back at me. The tip was shiny with precum and I flicked it off with a finger and licked it. We started kissing again, with even more passion as I started to stroke his cock. I loved how hard and hot it felt in my hand and I know I was getting wet, this was such a turn on. Every little bit we'd stop kissing so I. Angique rose, smiling. Her unruly robe slid off her shoulders as she walked over to the girl. She pulled her into her naked embrace — kissing."Let me see how lovely you look," she then said, stepping away from the kiss and sinking to her knees. Her fingers traced the bare mound from the belly button down to the top of her slit. She looked up, past the girl's breasts to find her eyes. Then she closed in on the puffy lips, licking them."You are perfect, honey," she said, her voice vibrating. “Oh, Bob, give it to her!” she mewled. “Stick your cock in Mother’s cunt and fuck her! I wanna see you fuck her, fuck that hairy cunt, fuck that wet, hot pussy! Do it, Bob! Ohhh, please, fuck Mother’s cunt!”Bob wasn’t hesitating out of fear or reluctance. He was hesitating because he was fascinated by his mother’s cunt. Although he had seen it the night before, and then again this morning, his fascination was still as great as ever. He loved the thick soft hair that framed it, the way her clit.