Something must have really happened to this girl to make her not care a wit about her appearance. Long espresso colored hair framed her face and hung ...own past her waist but was diminished when you saw the split ends. Her outfit, looked like something tossed on just for the sake of wearing clothing. A once white, wife beater style shirt over pale blue jeans that once hugged her hips but now slide down with every few steps she took. He knew thin was in with the celebrities these days, but surely. Bobby reached beneath her and cupped Cathy's steamy cuntmound, rubbing a handful of the sticky slime over her pulsating clit and into her gash, taking a great deal of pleasure in smearing his mother's wetly gaping cunt with their combined spendings. It gave him a queer kind of thrill.Bobby left his prick inside his mother's ass for a long time, moving the dwindling shaft languidly back and forth until it was drained and limp. Only then did he withdraw completely and flop down onto the bed. I would not say we were in a rut, in fact, far from it, despite our years of monogamy. My wife and I had tasted and experienced each other in just about every way imaginable, and in some very interesting places. We shared our imaginations just as eagerly as we shared our bodies, neither of us placing limits on the other's lustful desires. But it had been quite some time since we had tried anything new. And new, especially when it was suggested by my wife, usually meant exciting!Oral sex was our. Another series showed butterflies feasting on May's breasts, licking her into an orgasm, and the proboscis extended to inches long and covered in spiky points for pushing between her cunt lips.May had drawn her own fantasy a****l based upon her c***dhood 'my pink pony', and her misunderstanding of "bi-sexual", in having both male and female genitals. The pony often sucked its own prick whilst getting cuntally fucked by brown dog. When she was feeling particularly randy May would draw brown dog.