After a few minutes of her wonderful sucking, I wanted more. “Here,” I said, pulling out of her mouth and lifting her slightly by her head. She ...tood again. Eyeing her breasts, I knelt in front of her, unfastened her jeans and pulled them and her panties down. After stepping out of them she stood there in front of me, legs spread enough I could see her inner lips peeking out and smell her scent of woman in heat. Leaning forward, I rubbed my nose in her pubic hair before letting my tongue. He even looked pleased there was a word for it.“I like that. I know that thrilled Charity when you called her Mom. I would like you to continue that if you don’t mind,” he said. I told him that was fine with me. I continued to tell him about our morning and afternoon.He would occasionally stop me when I rambled about details that didn’t matter to him, but sometimes he would ask a question like “How did Lucy react when you saw that girl with the tennis racket shoved up her ass?”“She was curious. She lies there smiling big. She knows that she has to move and get into bed so she can get some sleep. But she wants to lay here just for a few minutes more.Jake lies on the bed. He brings his hands up and puts them around Katie's waist. He lets his hands rest on her stomach and just enjoys holding her. They stay that way for 10 minutes. Just holding each other, enjoying the afterglow of their powerful love making. Jake then yawns big which in turn causes Katie to yawn big."It's late baby. We. He takes a second to pour a bit extra onto himself, figuring there can't really be too much.“Are you ready?” Stanley asks, placing both hands on Xavier's hips. “Do it. Please. Give it to me.” Xavier cries dumbly into the blankets, fisting his hands into the fabric, eyes squeezed shut. The sight of him begging like that will never get old, Stanley decides, and promptly lines up with his entrance.At the first push of Stanley's cock, Xavier's eyes fly wide open. One of the hands at his hips keeps.