I felt my pussy start to drip, and felt my mouth water thinking of his cock in my mouth. I didn’t stop to think any further, I got out my phone and ...ent him a text."Hey, sorry I didn’t reply to your email. Did you want to hang out?"A few minutes later, I felt my pussy start to tingle. I looked down and saw my phone vibrate."Sure, meet me at the Holiday Inn near your house on Rochester. Room 217. Come after work"Geez, he sure got to the point. I didn’t want to come off as wanting him too badly,. . Oh alright! Twelve it is." "Fifteen" "Sod off." Ted sat in his favourite armchair and picked up the TV magazine. Jackie didn't sit down, she stood in front of him, her hands on her hips, legs slightly apart. Her nipples defined by her top. All her clothes seemed too small. "You're not thinking of watching the telly, are you?" she queried. "Ok! Let's get it over with." Ted tried to sound as if it would be a chore, but didn't really succeed. "How do you want me. Over your lap or bent over the. " She groaned, but turned around and buried her face in my crotch. She continued the theme of slow and dragged it out for quite some time, before I came hard in her mouth. When I was done, she cleaned me completely, and looked at me expectantly."Up," I said, giving her as a quick swat, "we have to get clean and go shopping." Yes, sir," she said, and we got into the shower. It was playful as we washed each other, and I got her even more excited, but not enough to help let her cum.I had Becky get. Pam made no verbal answer, but she plunged her finger into her mouth, stabbing it in and out as though it were a cock. Josee spread her legs very wide, scooting her ass to the very edge of the couch, letting her asscheeks hang over. She twisted her hips, watching her mother. Pam’s gaze moved to her daughter’s exposed cunt. She rested one hand halfway up her daughter’s thigh, her fingers tight. Josee wiggled her hips, arching her crotch up and down in a teasing, openly obvious suggestion.Pam.