The last one nearly drove me insane, as drove her fake deep inside my pussy.“Oh my fucking god Aunt Dana, that feels so fucking awesome, oh what are...you doing to me.” I screamed as she hit the back wall of my pussy again, but this time she just held there for a few seconds. She never said a word, she just give me that wicked smile and pushed in deeper.She held me in place as my hips began to buck under her. I knew I wanted to cum, but I also wanted to prolong the fanatic feeling of having her. Someone suddenly grabbed the picture from themiddle of the table and Chad saw it being passed around. Hedesperately wanted the earth to swallow him up somehow!"Love the shoes!" One of the women exclaimed. "Where'd you get them?" Hey, are you going to wear something like that for your date withDerek?" another woman asked.Chad just shook his head as the questions kept coming. A few hereluctantly answered - in his girly voice, but most of them he leftalone. By the time their break ended. Chad. In a very snarky tone, my daughter retorted that he should mind his own business. I consider rudeness to guests to be unacceptable. I ordered her to drop her panties and grab her ankles right there in the kitchen. She balked at first and begged to be spanked privately instead, but I threatened to make her strip naked if she didn’t comply immediately. At this point she could see I wasn’t backing down and did as she was told, already sobbing gently as she lowered her panties to her knees and. I could see her neck moving as she deep-throated him. Tom ran his fingers through my wife’s hair, as he guided her slutty, wanton mouth. Every now and then, she would murmur or purr, despite a mouthful of cock. I watched the honey seep from her pussy, it was trickling down her thighs. Bent forward, Dee reached her right hand under her and slipped her two middle fingers into her cunt. She stirred the juices around, then teased her swollen clitoris. “Are you making your pussy ready for me?” he.