In his arms she looked so small, and so beautiful. Her pert breasts glistened with his pre cum and her damp little white knickers were all that stood ...between him and her precious pink flower. As I allowed them access to our bedroom he walked past me and his cock nearly knocked into me. It seriously was bigger than anything we'd watched on that night and far thicker. It was easily twice as thick as mine, and probably a good four or five inches longer. I wondered if it was twelve inches but I. She was gasping. She was panting. She was cumming. She finished and for some reason she lifted her fingers to her nose. Having no idea what was coming over her, she moved to lick her fingers clean. Then she realized what that smell was that she hadn’t quite been able to place. Oh my god, she thought. They weren’t. Were they? Oh my god. They were. She looked at the cigarettes again. Just one she thought as she reached for the pack. * ‘This is against my better judgment,’ Alfonso said as Laurie. "Mom and I looked at each with some disbelief as it was hot and sunny outside and there wasn't a cloud to be seen. I was becoming increasingly uncomfortable as Mom and I were squeezes into one passenger seat and we were pressed hard against each other. I could feel the full length of her bare thigh hard against mine and I could even distinguish the soft swell of the side of her breast crushed against my chest. I was getting nervous that I was about to get a hard on and was fearful how obvious. Your mother had befriended her since she was now serving on the same ship as the one your mother and father had crewed. You had known her for years, but sometimes she still creeped you out. You knew that it wasn’t anything but sometimes it seemed like she would look at you like you were prey. It was the memory of her kissing you that caused you to wonder about yourself. Her short muzzle and long fangs, brushing against your cheek and her rough tongue running over your cheek. For some reason.