Abruptly, I felt a slight hand pulling my black pencil skirt, slowly. My thighs were quivering, yet he was nonchalant. I had to keep a poker face. Se...f control was not an option. The viscosity of pussy juices flowed freely on Jake’s finger. I had slowly exhaled. “Count each time my finger is inserted in you,” he whispered in my left ear. When he finished stroking my pussy with 233 strokes, Jake guided my left hand to my labia. There, under table and tablecloth, my clitoris was fully exposed. He was the type ofkid you'd see in a gang, though James was sure that Ben wasn't part ofone.James himself was about two or three inches taller then Ben. He hadbrown hair as well, but with brown eyes instead of blue. His hair wasalso slightly longer, (about a little over an inch), while Ben had itto where it was almost nonexistent. James was wearing blue jeans aswell, with white sneakers. His shirt however had the picture of MegaMan upon it, as he loved that videogame series immensely. He was. To do so was his curse: long ago, he was granted sight over the entire tower by the demon lord, who assigned Jervale as his daughter's protector. Things had been so different back then, and the butler had no idea how many years it had been since that time. In the days when the demon lord departed, every day felt like a battle for survival: the tower was always attracting scrappy new challengers, and the demon princess had been too young to try and defend herself.Even at that time, however, he. " I had given up to my son. He was handling me the way he liked. I was feeling heavenly in my son's arms. He turned me around. Now I was facing him. His manly lips so close to mine that his hot breadth was getting sprayed over my cheeks. "Kiss me mom....you want to, baby...." He let loose my hair. I was fully aroused and I flung my arms around my son's neck, "Yes Rakesh....Yes.....I want to kiss you, darling!" I glued my lips to his. He smooched me real hard making slurping sounds. I darted my.