Being a stay at home comic book illustrator I set my own hours and was not accustomed to waking myself at dawn’s first light. For these few hours of...musical tranquility it was worth it. I had discovered the music by accident actually. I sometimes stay up late to keep the terrible monster that is known only by “Work” at bay and on one such morning I discovered the sound. I may come off as a bit obsessed, but to truly understand you must know the beauty of the song. Alas, this is quite impossible. My current circumstances had come about due to a misunderstanding with a shopkeeper over who owned the money in his safe. Fortunately, I managed to exit the back of the building before his twelve gauge friend got his two cents worth in. Tearing out of town in the middle of the night on my hog got me about thirty miles away before an encounter with an animal ended with me in the ditch and my cycle out of order. The flatness of the prairie did have one advantage. I could see for miles down. The spermdripped down each cheek and her chin and slowly dribbled down her forehead.She knew it was even in her hair and ears. Jessica groaned again. AgaiV, mhe flash of a camera jolted her the bck to reality. Now they hadpictures lf her witc two suy weessive discharges of sperm on her. The thirdpenis began it's work. This one was larger than the other two, larger thanany Jessica had ever felt. It pushed it's way roughly into her being,thrusting and bulling towards her stojoh. Jessica felt. I stepped in and was really nervous, and she just pushed me down. on the bed, and went downon her knees and spread my legs and went down on me. Her tounge was licking me and I was still in a bit of shock. It was soo good and I saw how her son just lifted her bathrobe up on her back, dropped his swimpants and entered his mom from behind. I felt how she started to lick more intense and harder and I was close to cumming. Her breath got heavier on to my pussy and her som was fucking furiusly from.