"Ohhhh yessssshhhh! That's it baby! Give it to mama! That's it! That's it!" Carrie was growling while Chris pounded her pussy harder and deeper.... His knees dug into the carpet with each thrust. He buried his face in his mother's smokey and perfumey neck. He could hear the squishing as his dick pummeled her pussy. He knew there was a white, frothy mess between them, there always was. "Oh mommy! Oh mommy! Oh mommy! Fuck! Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Chris. She stuck out her tongue slightly and traced that ridge of his cockhead. She would deny her own pussy now, let it work itself to orgasm from the mere thought of what she was going to do with that wonderful member.She parted her lips further then, letting the shape of his cockhead dictate how far she would open her mouth. Her breathing came faster, tight in her chest as she swallowed the tip of his cock into her warm mouth. Drool formed at the junction there, a release of saliva that traveled. Still, we took the big step by spending one Sunday afternoon looking at want-ads for apartments."You're sure?" Krys asked me one Wednesday afternoon."I think so." Girl, you'd better do more than just "think" so." I realize that." What else do you two do besides go to parties?" We've been making the social scene here in town."She nodded. "Okay, that's good. You need to do that if you want to get anywhere." Louisiana still had a lot of French influence, even in social mores, and that meant. Each blow made Kim’s body jerk involuntarily, his already swollen and very sore testicles feeling like they were on fire to him.The skin of his perineum was soon very red and extra sensitive as Liz took great pleasure in using the whip on him for the first time and Lorraine’s crop soon had the same effect on his erection.When they heard Jess coming back downstairs, the three friends stopped the whipping of Kim’s erection, testicles and perineum and put the whips back in the suitcase, explaining.