He started to come harder than he had ever remembered into her tight, bald pussy. She didn't even try to get off, partially because she knew she could...n't because he was holding her and also because she knew deep down she didn't want to. She had never actually let anyone come in her before and Andrea had told her how good it felt so she pushed her ass down towards his dick as he clenched her waist and let an enormous load into her tight pussy. She could feel spurt after spurt enter her as she. “I know you did sweet plumb, I saw you. I saw you with Heather. I saw the whole thing,” Ann said softly.Julie’s eyes grew wide with amazement, “Mother, you’re k**ding me right?! Really? Oh fuck this is awful!” whined Julie, burying her face in her mother’s hair.Ann took Julie’s chin and pulled lifted it so she could see her eyes. Ann smiled ruefully, “Yes, baby, I wanted to stop it, but I couldn’t. You…you were so passionate, so turned on…and besides it looked like you were having too much. If so, fine. I hope it helps. However some of you probably thought I was just being devious, scheming, manipulative and out of integrity to our marriage. That's what I would've thought only a few months earlier, before we started all this. But here's how I viewed it then and even more fully, how I view it now. Ashley possessed erotic tendencies as much as I did. Maybe more. Most women do and that's why "they" sell millions of romantic novels every year. The difference seems to be this. A. Ohk tell me what you like on me?Me: (Oh my god what this girl is saying) what do you mean? I am not getting you.She: Please don’t behave like a kid. Tell me what you like on a girl’s body.Me : I can’t say.She: Please don’t shy..Tell me.Me: yaar …What kind of question it is I cant say. Am sleeping. Good night.She: No No tell me.Me: baby I cant say .She: you are so cute and hot.Me: shut up.She: tell nah baby.Me: If you give me chance then I will keep you as my queen. My own doll and will make you.