At this point, I took out my fingers from her pussy and started to lick her clit and pussy. She was hot and very wet and tasted great.Yvonne continued...sucking my cock as I licked her pussy. Her hips were moving quicker and I started to fuck her mouth. We were both getting close to cumming. So I took my cock from her mouth, turned around and got on top of her. But she turned over and got on her knees. She grabbed my cock from behind and shoved it into her soaking wet pussy. I got to work. After that we can do whatever we want, how ever long we want, with any amount of guys we want, there was lust in Lauras voice as she said it. The screen went black, that was the end. I sat there, numb, for I dont know how long, still reeling from all I had heard and seen. I was startled when the television came back to life. It was a bedroom I didnt recognize, sparse of furniture, just one big bed in the middle of the shot. The quality of the picture was much better than the other scenes, the. . We can come back if there are things we wanted to do but couldn’t...”‘Like WHAT”“Like HAVE YOU?”“Are You a ghost?”“Does that matter? Can I kiss you?”Kimberly stood there not knowing what to do. Could this really be happening? She knew she was a bit tipsy and her husband was asleep. Perhaps call it boredom. She was talking to a damn ghost. What would be the harm of sleeping with something dead? She was psyched to be talking to Ben again.Ben was what you call a “fuck boy.” Now-a-day’s you’d. When my daughter lifted her arm, I was able to see the thick, coarse black armpit hair, sweat was forming in her pits. As she continued sucking my dad’s cock, I crawled to my daughter’s side, kneeling. I got up under her arm, she lifted it her arm a little higher so I could get under her nicely. My head literally spun as I put my face closer to my daughter’s thick hair armpit. As I did, I could already smell her pungent odor of musky, dried sweat, just like her mother. The scent was.