They shared remarkably similar features—the same tiny nose, lips that looked like they were made for trouble, and large, expressive eyes. But, unlik... Emily’s figure, which could be summed up politely with petite, or little, her mom possessed ample assets—a bust and behind that were the stuff of hopes and dreams. In fact, just how many hopes and dreams are crammed in there?!Throughout her childhood she’d idolized her own beautiful mother… right up until Emily hit puberty. Then she realized that. When she finally has her bra removed, Taylor waste no time dropping her mouth to Megan’s left tit and she begins to suck on it. She sucks and then shortly pulls away her mouth so that the tip of her tongue can play with the nipple before she goes back to sucking the tit. Megan begins to moan and you see Megan’s hand slip below the waist band of her skirt as she starts to rub herself. You can still see up Megan’s skirt, and you can see her rubbing the top of her thong. Then Taylor slowly. It turned out that I was wrong as I usually am about women.The next Wednesday, on some pretext, I rode into the backyard of the parish house late in the afternoon and stabled my horse. The black man working there smiled a greeting and his wife let me in the back door. "They's in the parlor," she said, and I found the wife and daughter at domestic duties, the younger woman busy at a small loom. We chatted, had "tea," and passed the time of day. At their invitation, I stayed for supper and we bid. " Mmmmgg, mmgggg!" His cock tasted sweaty, the saggy foreskin peeled back allowing her lips to fit snugly under the unwashed rim of his helmet." Slurp! Slurp! Slurpppp!"Next he rolled Debbie onto her back sliding the wet bendy member back into her slit. He'd greased the thing before starting and now Debbie's lightly haired hole was glistening with whipped gel her pink flesh looking tender and moist. "Oh, oh not more ugh, ughhhhhhhhhh!" The cock began to spin again the tip humming on her nerve.