He’d nailed my panties to the bedroom wall of his apartment, right before he’d nailed me. ‘That’s art baby, that’s art.’ - was what he’d...said.She’d pretend to be different, to be the responsible mom - but for all her good intentions she wouldn’t be able to help herself. She’d have me out back somewhere, maybe the janitor’s closet, slouched on a slightly broken chair with my legs spread as she voraciously sucked on my clit and told me in impassioned groans how beautiful it was to see a young. Talk to me as anydaughter would her mother. Act normally. When we enter the car, fiddlewith the media player, your purse--typical girl stuff, riding with herparent. Remember, you are only 20; you have just left your teenage yearsbehind you. And most importantly: from the moment we step out that door, youare Cindy. There is no David Sanders. To the rest of the world you mustappear like nothing other than Cindy Long. Walk like Cindy, talk likeCindy, act like Cindy. Do you understand?"I was. Thick veins ran along the shaft and his balls sat heavy and massive on the couch cushion. His pubic hair also salt and pepper and the smell of his cock and balls immediately. it was intoxicating, the smell overpowered me and my ears felt like they were ringing. Darron leaned forward and took his big cock in one hand and wrapped his huge hand around the back of my head with the other, bringing my head to his cock "now suck baby, suck Daddy real good" i opened my mouth and took a deep breath,. Rob's face contorted, and I knew that her pussy was squeezing her in its exquisite grip as the ripples of her orgasm flowed through her. Rob slammed home one final time and exploded inside her. Jess' hair was matted with sweat and her expression as was turned-on as I had ever seen. Rob fell back onto his knees, popping out of her. A stream of cum slid down my girlfriend's leg as she knelt backward too. Tom and I leaped onto the bed on either side of her face. Jess' eyes popped open, and with a.