Saying for me instead of to me made her feel that they were right in gettingRay dressed and that she was sure that this is what Ray truly wanted to do...Sandy just smiled and said, "Why don't we let mom explain things. She ismuch better at it. Now run along and make sure to get all of it off."Ray went into the bathroom off of Sandy's bedroom and looked at himself inthe mirror. He was having a lot of fun with this but at the same time he wasalso a little scared about doing this. He opened the jar. The hot wet flickering sent delicious bolts of electricity shooting through me and I moaned.“So easily pleased,” she sighed, and sucked my cock deep into her mouth.For the next several minutes she alternated between swirling her rough wet tongue over the engorged head and bobbing up and down the shaft, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked on me. The whole time she held my gaze and steadily pumped the base of my shaft with two fingers and a thumb. She has gorgeous, sexy eyes and was making me feel. Her finger and thumb snapped but no sound was made; yes, there were circumstances that she had to get used to. This room looked squalid, dark, tiny, just a bed, a night table and very little else apart from an incredible amount of what appeared to be dirty laundry. Sabby sniffed but hadn’t quite mastered the complexities of olfactory sensibility but it just had smell rank. The sounds emitted by the couple on the bed were horrendous; a woman on her back, legs spread wide, her knees threatening. “What’s the matter with you, huh?” she snarled at me. “Do you know how many people would kill for the chance to be with me? I’m fucking hot, you asshole! And you’re just going to run out of here like I’m not practically throwing myself at you?” I finally got the lock disengaged and flung the door open. I hastily made my way to the front door, but Davina wasn’t far behind me. “I know what’s going on here,” she said with a chuckle. Her tone made me turn and face her, against my better judgment..