"You wanted to talk to me, Mrs. Miller?" I asked."I did," she said. "Given that we are talking about my daughter's sex life while she is sitting here ...aked, though, I think it will be OK for you to call me Jess."It felt a little weird after all these years of calling her Mrs. Miller, but I said, "OK, Jess. What can I do for you?" You can start by explaining to me what you are doing to my daughter," she said."Rachel told me that she told you everything," I said. "She told you about how she felt,. Gripping her tight, he began to pound her with the determination of a man who knows he has less than two minutes to cum. The wife willing him on, pushing back against him to better skewer herself, so wet she felt the vinyl seat-cover become slippery beneath her clit, pressed down into it with every thrust.Their breaths and murmurs of pleasure lost in the fake forest sounds playing from unseen speakers.Halfway through the light became red, the hokey and friendly fairytale setting giving way to a. Michael groaned and Megan said, "Shhhhhh, don't worry, we're not finished."Megan stepped back until her feet were straddling Michael's torso. Michael squirmed a bit and said, "Honey, I hate to break the mood, but that Big Gulp and the wine are starting to have an effect on my bladder."Megan replied, "I know, Mike, that's what I was hoping for. Are your eyes still closed? Good, now just relax and concentrated on the sensations you feel..." Megan then returned to her squatting position, this time. .. You like that? ..."She licked my ear and pressed her breasts against me. My dick tensed deliciously. I could hardly catch my breath."Yes ..." I said weakly.Carla, smiling, got down on her knees and put her face close to my throbbing cock. She licked the tip of it. I moaned with pleasure.She licked it again. I sighed with pleasure."Here," she said. "Feel 'em. I know you like 'em. My muscles."She flexed her biceps. "Go ahead," she said. "Feel 'em."I did. I squeezed her biceps hard and gave a.