Her juices ran down my cheeks and chin.“Oh, my god,” she yelled, thrusting her hips forward, stopping and shuddering in ecstasy. I plunged my tong...e into her vagina as deeply as I could manage. Her muscles tensed and her thighs squeezed together when I contacted her g-spot. She bucked again, and again my tongue touched her g-spot.“I need you inside me,” she screamed and turned around to straddle my hips. Then she lowered herself onto my cock and began bucking back and forth and up and down with. Gwenlathered the fully-erect cock with copious saliva while her teenagedaughter tickled the man's balls with a combination of her tongue, lipsand her delicate fingers. Eventually, they settled on licking at eachside of Dillon's throbbing member with either of them taking turns tonurture its engorged head.Just as the fake Gwen had predicted, the mother-daughter oral tag teamwas too much for Dillon as he exploded within Hannah's mouth shortlyafter taking over from her mom. The young woman tried. To make matters worse, Kate and I had gotten into the habit of sending each other dirty texts, so every time my phone vibrated, I knew it was trouble: “I wish you were here fucking my ass right now,” I would read while sitting across a table from my mom, and would have to change the way I was sitting to hide a temporarily raging hard-on. By the time I woke up around ten o'clock on my third-to last day there, it had become unbearable. I woke up while lying on my side with a severe case of. His hand fell on her thigh and gave a gentle squeeze. He was reading from the Bible, as if he were unaware of what his hand was doing.Cindy tried to ignore the body contact. She trusted him. He was a holy young man, after all.Bill's leg suddenly pressed to her other leg. Bill's bare foot covered her bare foot. Bill's hand, hot and moist, fell on her thigh and squeezed.Cindy began to get a little nervous, but still she trusted them. They were holy young men, after all, saved young men. They had.