After swallowing that thick lump in my throat, more, very cautiously weighed words barely passed the threshold of my lips. “Would you please stop pl...ying with that thing? I don’t know if I’ll be able to resist you munch longer.”It doesn’t take an excessively honed prowess in predictive talents to foresee that this only increased her motivation to up the ante and blatantly showcase this little shiny pearl a lot more, now does it?Feeling ballsy, I gathered that insignificant fistful of courage I. Right there. His hands slid under my thighs, his mouth ever closer to my hot, juicy, needy vagina. My lips were swollen and red, juices seeping, and his fingers reached for the prize. He opened my lips… for the first time in many years. Our first time came back to me like a whirlwind. His touch, how nervous we both were but how beautiful he made it for me. And he was doing it again now. He licked, opening me with his tongue. He kissed and licked my pussy from top to bottom. Moans escaped my. If he let me open my mouth, I would most probably beg him to stop, even though that would not be a desired answer from my pussy. Let the body speak up! That was an amazing speech, with lots of squirts pushed by his skillful cock.I was completely defeated, but not fully satisfied yet. My wish was to turn on my back, to make him fucking me until the ultimate squirt. He didn't understand this idea, quite in opposite, this attempt got crashed by a stronger grasp. And then he whispered: Is your. "Oh, my baby," her mother moaned softly. "You're all so nice and wet down there."Gerta felt her mother's nipple grow hard. She sucked it through the soft, cotton fabric of her dress."My baby wants some of Mama's tits?" She unzipped the back of her dress.She pulled it off her shoulders, exposing her warm, bra-less, bare tits.Her tits were beautiful. Two soft and spongy mounds that didn't have the slightest trace of sagging. Her hard nipples stood out erect, swollen stiff.Gerta closed her eyes,.