The man in bed with her was his best friend, Bert. Bert’s hand slid over her, cupped her breast, and a rush of heat swept through her as he played w...th her nipple. ‘Good morning,’ he said, nibbling at the back of her neck. ‘Good morning yourself,’ she replied and pushed her bottom back at him. ‘What’s that I feel?’ ‘My flagpole,’ Bert chuckled. ‘It comes up every morning when I’m in bed with a beautiful woman.’ ‘I think I like that,’ Carla said and wriggled her bottom against his insistent. After watching this action for a few minutes, Mom got down and put her head between my legs as I knelt between my father's thighs, and she began licking my pussy and anus with her quick, wet tongue. This gave me the shivers, and I just sucked harder on my father's cock until he spewed his cum in my mouth and all over my face.Mom then came up and licked the cum off my face, directing me to go down on her as she sprawled on the bed, kissing my father and letting him play with her breasts. I loved. I moved her back to the bed with her head by the edge and slipped my cock into her mouth, leaning forward so I could finger her wet pussy. I needed to feel her pussy round my cock. I love taking her from behind so I turned her over and lifted her arse in the air, rubbed my cock over her wet pussy lips then eased slowly all the way in. I pulled my cock out and plunged back in. I began to rock rhythmically and gently in and out of the soft confines of her pussy. Susan began to move her buttocks. It all.??Erm, sorry Mistress Nashiba. My name is Rose.??rose?? Nashiba glared at the girl. ?You name rose? What, like flower??The girl nodded. ?In Japan, we call rose as ?bara?. This good name for you. You mother chose good. Know why is, rose???Emmm, no Lieutenant???Well, I tell you. Listen close me. Tonight, you lucky enough be rose flower for me. It so romantic. Nashiba like romantic. And? you lucky enough suck on Mistress’ beautiful rose bud. Now come, get over on bed. I need dump and you.