" Ingridsuggested. "Do you want one too, mom?"She got no response from her mother whoseemed out of it. She went to the fridge and got some cold water ...orMarcel and some for herself as well. Marcel emptied the whole glassof water she gave him, while she only drank half of hers. Then shesplashed the rest of her glass over her mother's face, which broughther back to consciousness."You look worn out and tired, mom. Letme help you fix up your face a bit. I want you to look pretty whenI chop off your. I live all alone and every year on Thanksgiving Day I work at a homeless shelter until I'm about ready to drop from exhaustion, then as I'm leaving the facility I pick one of the men, usually a younger type and invite him home. I hate Thanksgiving so much that fucking the brains out of some strange grubby homeless guy just seems right to me. My psychologist says that I have a "self-loathing" issue and that may be so, but I don't really care what he says. It fills a deep down need in me. I only. He told me I tasted even better than I imagined which really turned me on. He was surprisingly really good and knew what he was doing down there. He had two fingers inside of me stroking the perfect spot and was licking my clit at the same time. As he increased speed and pressure I could feel myself getting close to orgasm very quickly.“Oh my god Jim you’re going to make me cum, don’t stop”It was at this point where he started to slow down and lick my entire pussy from the bottom to the top to. She continued to push her crotch against my thigh. My cock got hard again and pushed against my pants. Reluctantly I got up from the bed, took off my pants and my cock sprang free.Stacia reached for it and said, "Mmmm, gimme."I said, "Wait a minute, hon. You know what a 69 is?"She smiled and said, "Sure."I sat back down on the bed and moved down towards her pussy. In turn she took my cock in her hands and licked it. Instead of one of us getting on top, we laid on our sides. I slowly licked.