The oil has a soothing affect with the warmth and scent or this lavender. I gently place my hands on your neck, slowly rubbing the oil into your soft ...kin, as I knead and massage tenderly. Caressing your shoulders as you moan out, enjoying every moment my hands work the oil into your sensual skin. Moving lower I unclasp your bra, not needing this any longer, and pull it off as you rise up off the bed to allow me to do so. But doing so allows me to see just a glimpse of the sides of your sensual. Brad continued another five minutes before he whispered, “I can’t hold back any more.” She felt her son’s hot sperm shoot into her.Barbara had her fourth or fifth orgasm and told them, “That was good.”“Mom, that was the best I ever had.” He kissed her mouth and slipped his tongue in. They kissed and rubbed tongues against each other’s. “Are we going to do this some more?”“We will have to be careful no one finds out. If you can keep it a secret we will do it every chance we get. However we do. She settles back into her end of the sofa and watches me chew. We’re looking at each other – we always look at each other. It’s like a game, like playing head-to-head chicken on the dodgems at the funfair, seeing who will swerve first. I swallow. Hard. She looks away. Yesss! One to me. I decide to quit while I’m ahead. ‘I’m going to take a quick shower,’ I say with an attempt at authority, struggling up from the quicksand of floral cushions. ‘OK, but you smell pretty good to me,’ is her easy. I arch my back and you know I'm going to cum again, I grab your hair and push your face closer to my pussy you grab the shower head and spray it over my clit. It's so sensitive and the force of the water makes my legs buckle. You hold me up my my thighs and I'm screaming your name now begging you to stop, but I don't really mean it and you want to make me cum again. There's water everywhere, the floor is flooded but we don't care, my body is shaking as the hot jets of water hit my clit, making.