She said, ‘I need you to keep quiet while I’m gone.‘ She reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties. She made me open wide, and she put ...er panties in my mouth.” I looked at Mandy in the mirror. Her eyes were full of merry disbelief, her free hand covering her mouth. “Were they wet? Could you smell her?” “It was all I could smell. She was very wet. She ordered Amanda to put tape over my mouth. “I heard her walk across the hallway. I was facing the wrong wall, so I couldn’t see. Werewolves, vampires, corporeal forms she could wrap her hands around and take down with brute force and bad attitude. This one had been a ghost hunt and she wasnt amused. Her last ghost hunt had found her shimmying her ass between 150 year old lathing and Dean Winchesters front zipper. She still remembered with a sigh just how happy he had been to have her there. I should have cleaned the pipes… There they were, trying to maneuver in a space barely wide enough for one person let alone the both. I gently kneaded her hanging breasts as I eased in and out of her. After a while, mum sort of collapsed forward onto me, squishing her breasts and belly against my chest. I put my arms around her caressing her back, and brought my hips up so I could penetrate her better. She started pushing back against me, so I gradually increased the pace. She sat up again, and I started thrusting hard, the sight of her sitting astride me with her boobs and belly bouncing up and down was priceless. She. The moment she came and stood in front to change. I noticed her breast was firm and not jiggling. She undid her pant first; I could not see her ankles as her top was covering it. She then ran her fingers along the edge of her panty and adjusts its placement. She then zipped down her top pulled it open, mine she was marvelous. I could not move my stare from hers. She reached her both the hands behind and undid her bra; she then bends forward so her boobs hung she then cupped her hanging boobs.