..i look wantonly & willingly up in2 your eyesas i prepare 2 worship your swelling cock...my hands slide up further 2 grip your assas i lick my lips s...owly & open my mouthletting your semi-hard cock slither inside...u groan as my tongue slides all around umaking u grow longer & harder & thickeruntil the head of your firm cock is oozing& pressing in2 the opening of my throat...i grip the cheeks of your ass even harderpulling your perfect penis deeper in2 meuntil your cock-head stretches my. I knew he wouldn't. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. I liked the idea of my son's hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers. Now its time for me to make love to you". He looked me in the eye as he slid back inside me, as gently as a cock that big could possibly go in, and began to slowly and deliberately make me his. His cock massaged my most special places, places that until an hour ago I never even knew I had, and my clittycock spasmed and leaked cum and precum as he pleasured me in ways I never dreamed possible. He had my legs over his shoulders, lifting my ass off of the bed as he worked his magic on my helpless. Lips sealed around her incredibility thin shirt, slowly lifting it above her breasts to uncover what lies beneath. "Please, they're all yours; but please kiss both...What harm could a little teasing do?"Close your eyes, I'll treat you how you deserve; gently"I've started by pressing between her cleavage, rubbing my tongue along her immense cleavage. Every minor detail and spot; my tongue explored; except the awaiting masterpieces. With her body exposed, centering my lips upon her breast; she.