"What's going on?" asked Penny. "I haven't heard from you in quite a while." I've been trying to get some painting done" said Valerie, eyeing her son ...as his nose got closer and closer to her itchy pussy."What are you painting?" asked Penny."It's sort of a portraaaaaaiiiiiiiiitt" Valerie moaned the last part of the word as Robby leaned forward and, with the flat of his tongue, licked from the bottom of her pussy up through her spread open pussy lips, and across the sheath that still protected. ."The car sped along the road for half a mile before shuddering to a halt, at the side of the road lay a woman's bike, twisted beyond use. Julie got out of the car and looked at the bike, caught on one of the pedals was a strip of jeans; the material matched the ones the girl was wearing!"Now I really need to get you checked out lady," she mused before striding back to the car.As she settled back into her seat she glanced across to the woman, her back was arched as her hand busily moved inside. Pump it.' She tightened her grip and gave him what he wanted. And when he told her to spit on it, she did that too, massaging his thick pole with her saliva-slickened hand, caressing the great head in her palm, feeling how it bulged. If Pammie could see her innocent friend now, she thought with a mortified flush; perched nude on the sofa - an obedient teenage sex slave, masturbating a grown man. Pumping his cock like it was a gear stick, manoeuvring him up through levels of increasing lust to. We’d ordered pizza and refused to move from the couch. We both needed this day together, a day free of stress, of only enjoyment. I’d already made your favorite dessert as best I could, and tried to get the chocolate sauce to cover the vanilla ice cream evenly. As Return of The King plays my courage builds. Maybe it’s Pippin’s hobbit logic, or your intoxicating scent. I’m still undecided as I put my arm around your shoulders. Holding my breath and feeling like a boy, I wait for your reaction..