The phone rang. He saw a video of Danielle in her bra and panties, sitting in front of a mirror, plucking her eyebrows. Hello Hey Danielle, what are y...ou doing? he asked Just reading. She lied. Really. He asked puzzled. How come she could lie. He had to test again. Danielle, would you take a picture of yourself right now and send it to me? No, what the hell is wrong with you. She yelled Nothing, just kidding around he said and hung up. Why did she not obey? He said out loud. A message came on. Besides the painfully exquisite pleasure she felt all over her body, she was flooded with gratitude. She needed him and Carlo had understood! Now, while her body was still singing, she wanted that big cock. "Carlo, come put it in me." " Why don't you get on top, Mrs. K, so I can see you." Kirsten rolled over him, got up on her knees, reached back between her legs and sat slowly back on his hard-on, feeling it spread her open and go up inside. When. The areole just visible; three black suspender straps held up each black stocking and massively high heeled black plastic boots completed her clothing, but it was the other thing she wore that got my cock jerking and mum's hot little cunt leaking!The gas mask gave her a surreal appearance, the thin black rubber completely encased her face and head, but the breathing tube made mum squirm and moan on my penis, it was long, black and embedded deeply into her cunt!Stepping up to us she took it out. Of course, as soon as they entered the warm building, they both felt the immediate need to use the washroom, and when they discovered that the door to it was locked, Carlos ran to the counter and crudely demanded the key."Hey, Buddy. Gimme the key to the john, will ya? I gotta pee so bad I can taste it. Hurry, man. I ain't peed since last night!"There was nothing terrible about what Carlos said, although he could certainly have been much less brusque and crude when asking for the key, but it.