She put her left hand on the couch to stabilize herself, then started running her right hand down his thigh, her fingertips lightly fluttering over hi... skin, then moving back up his leg, towards his cock, where her eyes were drawn. She paused, drawing her hand away from it, then extending one finger, ran it lightly across the top of his cock. Bringing her finger back on the underside, the bent down, and blew lightly on the head of his cock, and smiled as she felt it stir, begin to stiffen under. It felt good against my skirt. He ran his hands down my waist and my thighs and then up my skirt. I heard him unbutton his pants. He lifted my skirt and with this feet spread mine and pushed me down over the counter. He ran his dick over my thonged girlpussy. I couldn’t help it, I whispered, “I want you in me.” I heard him spit on his hand an lube his cock up. Then I felt him pull my thong aside and felt the tip of his cock on my girlpussy. The anxiety was killing me as he slowly pushed in.. “Boston. José said Stuart wanted to show me his town or something. We’ll head home from there.”“You didn’t mention it.”“I know. I just ... I wanted to keep the leaving to a minimum,” she sniffled.He got out of bed and hugged her, despite his nakedness and her being clothed. “That makes sense,” he said.“You could come with us?” she asked hopefully.“Conseula going with you?”“Uhn-hunh.”“I need to be with my wives. I won’t be seeing them again for a while.”“Since you’ll be going to Barbados with. Can't I go upstairs? I won't watch. I promise."His response was to pinch my pointy nipple. I may not have had real breasts, but what I had was sensitive. It both hurt and tingled."Oh shit!" Jack yelled.Ice's hand stopped moving and we both looked up. Mom's fist was moving up and down fast. The man's eyes were shut tight and his ass was off the couch, his shoulder blades pressed into the couch back."He's cumming in your momma's mouth," Ice whispered in my ear. "Does she kiss you? She sucks so.