Good..." I mumbled. She smiled. "That's a big bruise you got on your head." She reached out to touch it. But I could tell she was really interested in...something else that was big."Ummm... Lorraine... If you don't mind me saying... Well, I don't think it's my bruise that's on your mind," I said. Mom/Lorraine gasped, turned red, and looked down. "I'm not a bad girl, Marty... Honest..." "No one's saying you are," I assured her, putting my hand on her shoulder. She looked up at me and smiled.. Cindy placed her fingers under Samantha’s clit, and pressed upwards. Samantha let out a moan that broke the kiss Cindy was giving her, but Cindy quickly came back and took the moan like Samantha had the other time. Cindy now knew how to make Samantha cum, and she began working her fingers in the similar circular motion that Samantha used on her. Quickly Samantha’s pussy clenched tight on Cindy’s fingers, so tight in fact, that Cindy couldn’t move them. After a few seconds, Samantha relaxed, and. He knew he had to leave before thetheft was discovered. In the middle of the night, he walked out of thehouse, leaving his personal possessions including his cell phone and carbehind. And through a combination of walking, and the city bus system hemade it to his friend's house.Of course, his friend had no idea of Ken's troubles, or he might havehesitated before letting him stay there. Ken never left his friend'shouse, never logged onto the internet, and he made no calls. To hisknowledge, his. Tony stepped back and she snapped a picture of me covered in cum on my knees, totally exhausted and humiliated. "Ooh, you do look like quite the cum slut." My GirlFriend said laughing.Then I heard another knock on the door. Oh no, I thought, I don't know if I can do another one right now.The next guy came in and didn't even introduce himself. He took in the situation at a glance and walked over to me, dropped his pants, and shoved his cock in my mouth.He was humping my face and asked my.