. my prick had developed a really expensive blow job habit, that was about to catch up with me. There came a point were I was getting head every singl...e day… mom on Monday, sis on Tuesday, mom on Wednesday, and so forth… it was great, then one day Tyrone told them that he couldn’t keep coming here every day for one bag a day, he would only come if it was for two or more bags… at first this seemed problematic, but not for the reason you’d imagine. Like most guys on this planet, I can only cum. I gently turn you on your back and begin to kiss down your body. Your neck, shoulders, until I come to your breasts. I take my delight in kissing and nuzzling them, sucking and gently nipping your rosebud nipples, listening to you sigh each time. I then can take no more, but must go on across your smooth rounded belly. Trailing kisses down your body, I tickle your thighs with gentle licks, ever approaching your flower and it’s sweet warm elixir. All of my senses are being aroused now. The sound. People closer to the table noticed the little old lady hadn’t eaten a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink.Again, the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another meal for them. This time the old woman said ‘No, thank you, we are used to sharing everything.’Finally, as the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a single bite of. Brianna couldn’t do anything other than turn over to one side. Frank grabbed her thigh to hold on to and began to fuck her hard. His slams made her almost slide up the bed, but Frank jammed his fingers inside her thigh and kept her in place. Oh, my God, Brianna thought, This is really bad. She was a bit confused; first Frank was tender, sweet and gentle, but now he fucked her so hard, so wildly. He kept on staring at her pussy while he was ripping her apart with his cock. Damn, he uses me as a.