He'd come down with the flu and Nana had made him some kind of soup, steam rising from the bowl as she brought it in. He'd sniffled, wrapped in a thic...k blanked as she told him it was magic soup and that it would make him feel better. Of course being 7 he was skeptical of anything adults said but he trusted Nana well enough so he ate it obediently. Well the very next day he did feel better, able to go out and play in the fresh snow that had fallen overnight. He missed those days, carefree and. Under the head and down the fat part, the sensitive area there---hehehehe…."Mommy's bald pussy gets so hot and wet looking at both of your cocks running over with precum. Mommy's clit is like a biscuit in a bowl of hot gravy right now! Ohhhh yeah! Mmmmmm. Look at that creamy clam sauce will you! Oh mommy can't help it. She's so hot and horny right now! "Oh, when your mommy sees both of those one-eyed drooling zipper monsters wagging like puppy dog tails, only in her face, oh my! She just can't. “I don’t want to be hearing this,” Barbara replies in a singsong voice, leaning on the walkway’s railing and staring at the dark depths of the cave. It seemed bigger to her when she was younger.“Master Bruce trusts you,” Alfred insists, nonplussed. He joins her in admiring the view. Barbara wrinkles her nose at the damp smell. Sometimes she misses this place, but not the smell.“He trusts Dick too. Or he used to,” she says.“Master Dick has made it clear that he can’t leave Bludhaven. Master Tim. No time for foreplay, and it had nothing to do with our arriving company. She wanted this, and part of her needed it as much as I did. My tongue was running up and down tasting all of her. Her skin got warmer with each lap. And with a final run, I stopped at top of the hill.It took hardly any effort to uncover my treasure. With every suck, flick, and tug, ripples were sent through her body. After a while, amidst the cheering gasps from my audience of one, I broke away from her. My chin was.