I can smell her and see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips. I dive in head first to her pussy, giving it a long lick, parting her pink labia. I...hear her moaning but I'm just enjoying her sweetness. I gently bite her lips and rub my nose on her clit. I force my tongue in her pussy hole and taste all the yummy wetness I'm creating. I lose track of time, licking and tongue-fucking her pussy. My hands have moved up to play with each nipple again and I know she's getting close. Softly she. He loved the low bed because it didn’t make him feel like someone was going to smack his nose for scrambling up on it and getting mud on the sheets. They almost always came back to hers to spend time together. He liked Bryony’s bedsit much more than his flat which had nothing in it but his clean clothes and obsessively neatly arranged music collection. Col could hear Bryony putting a bowl of fresh water for him on the floor of the little kitchenette. He sat with his shoes off, lazily curling. Thoughts of Patty's big jugs jumping around as I slammed into her swam through my head while I watched my mom's nipples get harder as she gave me a kiss and walked out.Whoa... My mom was pretty hot, and I hadn't really noticed until now. I shook off the incestuous thoughts, grabbed a shower and breakfast and got dressed for working. I called Patty and she gave me the address to go to. Said to show up around 11.I hooked up the small trailer to my bike and pedaled out to the other side of town. As she turned to rinse the shampoo from her hair she turned her profile to perfection, her arms above her shoulders enhanced her pert breasts and nipples in every detail, her flat abs and the curve of her back above her sweetly rounded ass, the rise of her mound from the lower pats of her abdomen only to slip downward to the depths of her loins enticed me and my cock swelled to almost it’s full potential even though I continuously chastised myself for the thoughts. She turned and leaned to.