“Mom, we’re going, NOW!” Jim fished in his wallet and threw a couple of twenties on the bar to cover her tab. The customers in the bar watched w...ith intense interest but Jim didn’t give a shit at this point. He was digging his fingers into her arm and dragging her behind him as he sauntered out the door with her in tow. Mom almost twisted her ankle on the gravelly parking lot as she was stumbling behind him. She was barely able to walk in those fuckin' heels drunk and it was nearly impossible. The dampness that collected there was hot and sticky. When I glided my finger back up through my tender fold, I felt my clit expose itself. My small pink nub was so sensitive that my body shivered as I circled my fingertip around it. God I loved my clit! That and my nipples are my most favorite parts. Daddy watched as I felt my kitty. He saw how my finger slid easily through my jutting out inner pink labia. The outer labia were now engorged and my mound puffed up a lot like my nipples. My body. Her lips hung down prominently and her clit protruded like a tiny statue on the mast of an old ship. I couldn't help myself as I leaned toward and gave her clit a loving lick first before she took her turn. As she did me, I used her clit as a joystick of sorts to position her stream exactly where I had wanted it but I was a little slow to direct. Her first hard splash squirted me in the face but I quickly gained control letting some hit my chest before I got brave enough to allow a squirt into. She wore only strapless sandals and a slip dress, modest but very easy to strip off, so that the moment the Simpsons were gone she could abandon herself to her carnal pleasures.Fortunately Mr. Simpson hadn't noticed the missing cable ties, which she'd had to cut off after her pleasures the previous week. She even knew where he kept them and soon she was tugging them tight on her wrists, pinning her arms behind her back and, her shoulders pulled back, thrusting her breasts out. She's also.