Tongue my hole I started syncing my mouth action with his.So when he would bite my clit and shake it vigorously, I would also do it for him but withou... biting. I was gagging, his penis was now hitting the wall of my throat. But the sensation that he was driving with his tongue below was so strong and captivating I didn’t realize any discomfort. He bend further and I was pushing my hole further in his mouth. Oh how I wanted him to eat, do something to help me release this tension that was. But they were close enough that Donna and she could drive down Thanksgiving morning and back that evening. It was only fifty miles to French Lick.It was also tough on Whitney. Her official opening game was Friday night and there were three days of practice before Thanksgiving.It took some serious negotiating, but all our parents finally agreed to have a noon meal so we could all start back to Bloomington no later than four o'clock. Cassie's parents hadn't even suggested anything else. Josh and. James ignored her. He reached up and pulled the chain switch on the lampshade, just like he was turning on a light. Instead, she heard a mechanical clanking noise, and then the object jammed in her vagina began sliding in and out of her, fucking her quickly and deeply. Kim closed her eyes and moaned. ?Ah! It works perfect, doesn?t it? Well, ready for the final step, aren?t we?? He pulled the chain and the machine stopped. Kim was terrified, but she almost wanted to beg him. ‘Shlap!Shlap!Shlap!Shlap!” was the wet sound from her ass and thighs slapping against her son. “OH BABY! OH BABY! You’re so gooooooood to mommy…you feel so fucking good…..” Anna tossed her hair out of her face and looked down to lock eyes with her son. “Did you like those pictures baby? Huh?” “Fuck yessss…fuck yesss…you’re so fucking hot mommy…you’re so fucking hot…” “Yeah? You like how slutty your mommy is?” She dropped to a cowgirl position and started grinding, and riding her pussy back and.