’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, ...completely devote themselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a blissful wreck for the rest of the day.Everything had been perfect with Emma. She had. Positioning myself between her legs I looked down at her perfectly shaven pussy. Her clit was hard and large in arousal. Her lips, so tight, that I had to use my fingers just to open her enough to fit myself inside of her. As I spread her moist cunt, I slid my head into her, the tightest hole I had ever been in. Her warmth swallowed my cock, and as I slid my shaft in. I felt her juices flow out of her, and fall onto the bed. As I started to fuck her tight hole I could hear our bodies slam. I gagged and almost threw up. If I hadn't smoked the pot, which tended to relax me, I probably would have puked right there on the carpet. Anthony kept his hand down the back of Tammy's pants and looked like he was rubbing it. By now everyone the room knew he was feeling her ass. Carl walked up and gave Tammy another shot glass. She took it and handed him her empty one. "Andrew!" Carl yelled. "This one's yours!" Carl gave another shot to the girl in the black mini. Tammy reached over towards. Her pink nipples were rigid. With her beautiful tits exposed, Gail lifted her white skirt. The hair of her cunt gleamed as she came toward them, moving slowly, her eyes never leaving Billy’s cock.Standing before Billy, Gail slowly went to her knees. Joan grasped her son’s cock tightly at the base. When Gail’s lips touched the head of Billy’s cock, Joan moved his cock back and forth, smearing those pouting lips with the seeping cock juices.“Suck him,” Joan urged in a thick voice. “Suck my son’s.