You flinch expecting pain. I whisper the words, “hot, candle, wax,” slowly into your ear. As the liquid hardens I nibble it off you. Surprised by ...y actions you ask what I am thinking of, but I quieten you with a kiss, a sweet chocolaty kiss, before popping a piece into your mouth. The scented candle I had lit flickering away in the corner beginning to relax our senses a little. Unable to hold back any longer I pour our special massage oil onto my hands, and begin to work on your, oh so. I was so taken aback, Flo spoke before I could speak for myself. “Please Allie, let Bren make you cum. She hasn’t had any real cock in more then two years." Again, before the words could form in my mouth. . . . .Brenda put me on my back. My head was on a pillow at the headboard. She had a forceful way about her now. On her knees, between my legs she went down on my cock with a growl in her throat. For all the strength of her body and personality her mouth was indescribably gentle. She would. She asked if he'd noticed and i told her that he had so she opened her legs a bit more. With that i pulled the skirt all the way and stroked her gently through her panties. She moaned a bit and opened up even more.The next time the guy looked i caught his eye and winked at him which made him bury his head firmly into his book but i knew we'd hooked him and it was game on!I waited for him to look across again and gave him a friendly smile which seemed to have the desired effect and this time he. I’m going to the bathroom to quick change my sweaty shirt and straighten up my clothes.” Mama LoLo just sauntered with a grin on her face awaiting her daughter’s soon arrival still dressed in her man-getting cum-hither lingerie and mules. MaMa LoLo deep inside wanted us to get caught hoping to cause drama between and her daughter, but her motherly instinct kicked-in and she obeyed me this time. Parking her Jaguar by the curb Catherine hurriedly enters Mama LoLo’s house to see her mother.