There may be hope for you yet, jerk-boy!For today's session, you are going to worship my sexy little feet - kissing, licking, sucking and smelling eve...y single inch of them while you yank on your inferior little meat. My soft, feminine little peds are so perfectly formed that when you look at them you start leaking pre-cum in your pants, and you wish that you could cum on them...but you know that's not going to happen, don't you? Only real men get to ejaculate on my body, as you know from last. “Thank you,” she said. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything? I just wanted to bring by some of your mail that was accidently left at our place.” I replied “No, not interrupting at all, and thank you for bringing it over! Anna actually had to go to work, so it’s just me, relaxing with a few drinks. How are you doing? Are you heading out later?” As I asked those last questions, I glanced at the mail she had brought over. They were just two junk mail postcards. Interesting that she felt the need. She licked her lips,her eyes fastened on her mother's naked body. Dolores got comfortable over a stack of boxes, her titsmashing into the top. She wiggled her ass, her legs stiff andspread. "Give it to me good, Son," she moaned. "Suckin' your cockmade me hot as hell." Tommy grabbed his mother's full hips and caressed the hotflesh, his eyes riveted to the creamy cheeks of her ass and thered glistening gash of her exposed pussy. "You're gorgeous, Mom," he moaned, spreading her. "What are we having to drink tonight?" She asks "Vodka and orange juice, is that alright?" "Yummy, sounds perfect." As she waltzed over towards me, I was too busy watching her and spilt orange juice all over me. "Damn, I don't have any extra clothes with me." "Don't worry, why don't you go put on some of my clothes. I'll go grab you something to wear if you'll clean up the mess." I figured it was a good deal so I began cleaning while Whitney went to get me new clothing to wear. She came back.