"A scowl came over Miss Presswell's face. He got the feeling that shehated him and wanted to put those photos out no matter what. Her voicewas a growl... "If he so much as hesitates from now on, tell me girls," andshe disappeared.He couldn't believe the panties he had to wear: white silk ruffles allround, especially on the back of the legs, every ruffle with anembroidered edge."Bye bye 'til later sweety," said Serena, talking to his penis. Shekissed her fingers and patted her kiss onto its helmet. I held my breath as my dick pulsed against the walls of my mom's pussy, waiting to explode. My throbbing was soon met with her pussy contracting tightly around my shaft, pulling us both closer and closer. "Boy, tell your mother that you're going to cum in her pussy!" he grunted. "I'm gonna cum in your pussy mom!" I shouted as I felt dad's cock explode. A powerful surge of burning hot cum flooded my asshole sending me over the edge. "Ohhh fuck!" I screamed as my dick erupted inside my mother's. That chosen course of action was more difficult than she anticipated. The feeling of the long hard object against her back was a wicked thing. Especially when Roscoe moved a little. “Were those little thrusts he was making?” she wondered. Her hand drifted down between her legs and rubbed herself in tiny motions that she hoped no one would notice.Her feelings were all mixed up the next day. She was afraid to tell her husband which could upset their arrangement for a family member. Would it. There was more than enough to cover the bottom.Then Cindy and said. "Boy, that position does hurt a bit, but I did cum pretty hard." I looked at the glass and saw quite a bit of her pussy juice on it, so I poured it into the container, and put the cap on it.I put a note on the cap that read. This contains pussy juice from Cindy and me. She used your piece of glass the same way I did, while I masturbated in front of her. She kind of liked the glass too.After writing the note, I turned back to.