” Sir said as he followed her. “oh, ok.” She replied nervously. She set her bag down and unhooked the dog. “he won’t go far.” She said ...reassuringly. He was scanning eyes all around looking for people. He had noticed a homeless camp in the trees and was making sure no one would discover them. When he was sure no one was around, he stripped her into just her lacy black bra and panties. She smiled at him and knelt down against a steel beam, bowing her head as she awaited further. I was totally aroused as well and totally into the task at hand. My fingers probed deeper and deeper inside my mother’s pussy. I slid down slowly, positioning my head between her legs. At long last I was going to eat my mother’s fabulous pussy. I sniffed her erotic scent deeply as my lips drew closer to her. My tongue slipped over her clit and began to flick across it, slowly at first and then building to a perfect crescendo, as if in perfect rhythm to my mother’s beat. She wriggled back and. So I made the trip to his place, he was a very friendly middle aged guy, he said his girl couldn't make it but that he would give me a rubdown (he was a licensed massage ther****t). Of course I agreed, stripped, and he oiled me up and started working on my sore muscles. I was feeling great, relaxed, and horned up, he had worked his way down my back, started rubbing my ass then he slipped his hand between my cheeks and rubbed my hole. I lifted my hips into his hand and softly groaned while he. Professor Hill ineffectively leaned into the large, heavy door with his shoulder, losing the battle with the wind. Awkwardly carrying too many boxes at once, his glasses precariously slid down his long nose. Nick ran up to him and, towering over the professor, slammed the oak door shut.The professor was taking three volunteers from his parapsychology class to the reputed haunted house for the weekend. They were going to discuss things such as Apparition (a visual appearance often of a person or.