"Mom, I am back!" I yelled. "Ok. Give me a minute" she replied. When she came out, she looked relaxed. Her actions were unrushed and she no longer ha... her hand on asshole. "Let me feed." I said grinning. "Feed what?" mom asked me. " I already cleaned myself up. Remember, you are not getting my pussy anymore." she said with a smile. I just stared at her and I understood what she meant. It wasn't about girls eating each other's pussies or guys rimming each other's assholes. It was about love and. His tongue wound around mine, as we kissed. A fierce battle. A sensual battle. His lips started to move onto my jaw, then my neck, as he pulled my hair to one side to get better access. His tongue darted in my ear, then back down my neck. He nibbled on it. He moved, so he was on top of me. He kissed my shoulders. From then on, it was like a game of strip poker. We each took turns undressing. We started slowly, but he was urgent, I could see. Fully undressed, he just gazed at my breasts.. I really needed this and I was going to take it however he wanted to give it to me. My cock filled pussy let out squeak after squeak of pleasure as it continuously soaked his advances. He thrust harder into me until I could feel the tip of his cock reaching the bottom of my poor vagina.I struck at him with all of my strength, only to show him how that weak strength faded in the bliss of an orgasm thundering through my hungry body. "Bitch; I did not tell you could come yet…” The bastard yelled. I decided to let her try.Wanda looked up as Shirley stepped around me. "Are you really Sammy's girlfriend?" Yes, I am," Shirley answered.'Oh," Wanda said, looking down at her freshly painted toenail."Do you have an alarm clock? We're leaving at... ," Shirley turned to me, questioning, "Six am but you need to set your clock for at least a half hour earlier. Do you need some help packing?"Wanda looked at Shirley again. "Did Sammy tell you he shaved my pussy?" Yes, he told me. Do you know what you.