Caroline was uncertain now. If she described the photo of her mother and was wrong about Sean’s possible involvement, then another person close to t...em would know about the existence of her mother’s photo and she had no idea of how trustworthy Sean Brady could be, none the less Caroline still found herself replying.“The photo it ... its ... it shows my mother in, well in what is clearly a compromising position” “So what has this got to do with me?” asked Sean, unwilling to make things easy for. ....she askd what is your opinion on sex and love....i gave her a very conventional outlook and suddenly I was filling the glass and water spilled out...she said u dnt have control or what u often spill things I said u try me I have got much control...wanna c...and I instantly got up and suddenly started massaging her shoulders and slowly her hair she said hmmmmm......slowly I got my hand to her neck and and slowly entangled her hair and tugged them she had slight goose bumps.....then slowly I. After a few seconds of fumbling the bloated organ sprang free, and Tommy fisted it eagerly with both hands, squeezing the stem and tugging on the bloated tip until he almost cried out with excitement.He stroked his cockshaft carefully. He was so hot, that just a few strokes of his prick would bring him off. But he didn't want to shoot yet. God, not yet. This was too good to believe. Tommy decided he'd never seen a more erotic sight in his life. His horny mom fingering her pussy. She was. Art unfastened her Levi’s and slid them down over her hips, kissing a trail down her belly. Her panties were little cotton bikinis, vertically striped with juicy fruit colors. She heard him breathe in deeply, which made her think of Deke, and then his tongue started lapping at her through the cloth. Her legs parted and her ass clenched, thrusting her her moist mound against Art’s mouth. Her hands were on his shoulders, holding on for dear life as his tongue worked the cloth of her underwear.