"That's it, sweetheart. Let it cream." She saidMichelle never missed a beat, pulling the syrup from her son's cock. The last few streams of jism just ...ort of oozed from Jacob's piss-hole, squeezed out by his mom's tight fist.Michelle lifted her ass from her son's face, released his pecker and slipped her finger from his ass. She turned around so that she was now laying the same direction, on her side against her son, looking down at him. "Feel better." She smiled, rubbing his hair."Yeah." Jacob. All you have to do is think about the best looking guy you know, and then pretend that it is his hands that you are feeling rub all over your body. That's all it takes for me to get really excited, and after seeing those guys for real, I don't have as much to imagine." Honestly, Heidi, I can't imagine letting a guy do that. I don't think I'm old enough to have sex yet, do you?" Do I what? Think you're old enough, or think I'm old enough. That's a much harder question than you think it is. My. Of course, the mother saw my reaction to her shifting hips and I saw that momentary gleam in her eye that send out the unmistakable signal that she was ready, willing and able to get it on whenever I was of a mind.The husband, Steven, was in a sort of fog thinking about business matters and he showed no interest in looking at his wife's beautiful backside in the deep rich blue evening gown. It was such a waste of good pussy that I almost grabbed the wife's arm and dragged her upstairs to a bed. Finished, she said ‘Still, I could lick your pussy clean if you would let me?’ ‘I was rather hoping you’d like to do that.’ I replied. She kissed me briefly on the lips then lowered herself to her knees and tilted her head back. Pushing her chin between my thighs she extended her tongue and began running it the length of my pussy, lapping languidly at my juices. Then she tilted her head to one side and sucked on my labia, drawing the soft flap of tender flesh into her mouth, repeating the.