She had turned her head in the car so that her mouth was more accessible to his cock. Occasionally Sue pulled back and his cock, slippery from her mou...h would hang in front of her face. Sue would hold up his mammoth cock and lick it’s entire length. My pretty daughter had her face buried in his groin and she lathed each of his bloated balls with her tongue. Moving back, she licked all around the fat head of his cock. Nothing else in the world mattered to her as her mouth helped him reach a. But now he was in Venice. His nostrils were full of it. It was a heady mix of aromas, and a confusing one, at first. As Helmut strode deliberately along the paving stones next to the canal, he was gradually able to sort it out — the omnipresent smell of salt water, plus the sharp (Helmut did not find it unpleasant) scent of the fumes from boat motors, and finally the heavenly aroma of freshly baked bread that wafted from the nearby shops. He liked the olfactory cocktail, he liked the way that. Then felt her hand gently stroke my cock and caress my balls under the duvet. We both slept naked."Well a funny thing happened while I watched you piss; I felt a little warmth and a twitch in my pussy. I felt quite turned on!"My cock began to stiffen as she wriggled a bit up closer to me. I remembered a similar moment for me."You remember our caravan holiday in Wales? Well, I noticed you didn't always close the door when you went for a pee and I found myself watching your piss coming out and. I had lost my virginity to my high school boyfriend at sixteen and when we broke up and I went to nursing school. I had been in a series of relationships with several girls. My latest relationship had moved away and I was unattached at the moment.My mother had passed away when I was two years old and I was raised by my father. When I tried to understand why I was so attracted to Meg I thought I might be trying to find my mother in her. I’d grown up needing a mother figure which I didn’t have..