At Torrid Videos Chris stepped into a room that looked like a lot of reception areas. There were some uncomfortable looking plastic chairs and a table...filled with old magazines. A lady sat a desk at the far end of the room. She looked up from her work as he entered. "Can I help you?" she asked."My name is Chris... uh, Pool," he said, stumbling over the false name that Sergeant Glasson had given him. "I have an appointment."The woman peered at him over the rims of her reading glasses. She picked. I told them best not to tonight as mum may still be annoyed with them and they should give her time to calm down. I knew that both of them would look at their own mother’s differently from now on; although I can honestly say neither of their mother’s could hold a candle to my own sexy accommodating mother. When I arrived home and entered the hallway; mum came rushing up to me and seemed rather disappointed that I was alone. No friends coming over today she asked trying to sound almost. Then into my pants his hand touching my smooth pussy finding my clit this went on for a while him sucking my tits and fingering me I had several organisms. I kept telling myself I should not be doing this but I was so turned on. He then pushed me back until the back of my knees hit a chair I sat down Tim pushed me back he lifted my legs over each arm of the chair, his hands on each side of my pants I actually lifted my hips so he could slide my pants down he buried his head in my pussy. Your hands unclasp my bra freeing my breasts from the restraining garment. Your left hand caresses the soft orbs with your palm gliding across my nipples causing me to groan and to break our kiss and just relish in the feel of your touch on me. As you toss my bra across the room, you use your eyes to explore the shape of my breasts - to look at my hard nipples. Your hands are free to squeeze and caress my naked breasts - treating each with the equal pleasure of your touch. As your eyes are.