“I like the stencil spades, and I’m gonna make them glossy so they’re all shiny,” I said.“I saw that, that would look really nice on you. I�...�m sticking with my bright red, I just seem to radiate better when I have on red nail polish,” mom said.“What did you pick Ashley? Stoner black? A death metal skull design?” Carina teased.“I pick that one time and I’m forever branded. No I didn’t pick either one of those, I got the French tip top with a light blue and purple mix, it looks good on. Up in Philly at college, Amy was dumbfounded and stared in disbelief at her sister in her stone colored khaki shorts puncturing a can of beer with a big knife. The incriminating photo followed as Marti consumed the beer through the hole in the can downing the twelve ounces in a manner of seconds giving her an instant buzz from the alcohol. It was apparent this was not a one and done activity as the last picture showed the blue and white can with beer spewing out under high pressure just before. When she reached the top, her tongue flicked over the pee-hole and lapped up the pre-cum that was oozing out. "My boy's yummy!" she laughed, licking her lips. She licked it up and down like a lollipop and then took the whole end into her mouth and sucked gently as my cock twitched uncontrollably. Deeper now into her mouth, my mother began to take me right to the back of her throat and I could feel her throat rejecting the foreign object as she gagged on it but she continued throat-fucking. Speaking of whom, she now began urging her little girl toward climax. "Concentrate on that hard, pulsing meatstick inside you! You're completely under this man's control, aren't you?"Britt opened her mouth to speak, but only gasps and moans would emerge, causing Terri to reassure her:"It's okay, sweetie. I can't speak either when that cock is owning me! Just concentrate on it: Feel the in-and-out rhythm of your new God as it subjugates you to that beautiful male authority every healthy woman.