I picked out my shirts and walked back over to my sister. She had picked out 4 pairs of ripped jeans and 3 pairs of Tripps. Those what you want? she a...ked. I nodded. Lemme see, she said, examining the shirts I had picked out. Hmmm&hellip, well, if you wear the ripped jeans with any of these shirts and- she pulled me over to a rack of denim and picked out 4 stone-washed vests with hoods on them, -wearing one of these over top, she said. I smiled and took them into the fitting rooms. I tried them. "Amy just smiled, looking down in his lap. "I'll go and check on her." Shesaid, kissing him in deeply on the lips before heading towards the kitchen.She entered to see her mother sitting at the kitchen table with a bottle of Jack Daniel's and a shot glass rather than her normal glass of white wine. Amy sat down in the chair next to her mother."You had to make him do the kitchen too, didn't you?" Amy just scrunched up her nose then grin at her mother. Melissa frustration melted some seeing her. " That's why I asked. I want to eat your load out of my wife"She moaned in delight as I put her on her back again. Her husband was kissing her deeply as I fucked her hard. She moaned through the kiss and he rubbed her clit. She tightened her cunt as hard as she could. I pumped as hard as I could. I held her legs open and thrusted as I came. I unloaded 4 days into her. He started licking her clit as I withdrew from the soaked cunt. He opened his mouth as I squeezed the last drop out and onto his. She looked up to see a young black man holding out his hand and grinning at her. She didn’t want her mum to know that she was there and motioned him to be quiet. He understood what she meant and knelt down in front of her and was about to ask her what was she doing when Julie placed two fingers to his lips to silent him from saying a word. He grabbed her wrist and with a smile he held her hand and opened his mouth and sucked in her fingers. Unintentionally she used the same two fingers she just.