Tammy loved being in control of pleasuring someone. She had always thought it was fun giving head. She knew that guys loved it when she did it, they a...ways said she was the best. Her pussy would even lightly convulse when her mouth would get filled up with a load of warm cum. She didn't mind the taste, even kind of enjoyed it. She considered it her reward for a job well done.She put both of her hands on the wall on either side of the cock and sucked on it with passion. Her spit was dripping. Smiling, Monica put her coffee cup down and stood up. Without any warning, the sexy woman tugged off her T-shirt, revealing that she wore no bra, her nice round tits plump and sexy on her slender frame. Clearly very aroused at being watched by two appreciative little boys, my friend's mother continued to strip, now removing her socks and jeans. Finally, off came her lacy white panties so that she stood naked. Like I said earlier, she was twenty-eight years old, still fairly young for a mother. Tanya ignored him. She spoke coldly to Gabriel. "The Bearer sent for you. I didn't. If you've a mind to spoil and ruin his slaves, that's your business and his. But I'll thank you to leave mine alone." In her anger, Tanya's face had turned pale, save for two round red spots on each cheek and one at the tip of her nose. Gabriel willed his heart to beat more slowly. He took a breath so deep his lungs hurt, expelled it slowly, and said to her, "You call him a slave but he is a man.. That thought gives me a rush, and I instantly respond to Leslie. My tongue engages hers and I wrap one hand in her hair, holding her face against mine, trapping our lips together. This is not my first girl kiss. I determined a few months ago that I am not a lesbian, or even bisexual, but I have a definite appreciation for a good kisser of either sex, and Leslie is a very good kisser. The tip of her tongue is teasing mine, circling, caressing, and her hands are working me over. With the fingers.