It must have been Fook Yu, her maid, who was eating Ciara’s coco cunt like it was actually made of chocolate. The sight of that was enough to make T...ommy cum. ‘Ciara . . . oh shit . . . FUCK!’ Thick ropes of semen leapt from the bulbous tip of his ram, the first hitting him right in the chin, the next two streaking across his muscular chest, and the rest hitting his computer screen, covering the digital Ciara’s face and chest. ‘Tommy?’ Ciara asked. ‘Are you still there? I think you just. The deeper I went in, the more of her warm fluids I could feel against my penis. She was enjoying this whole sexual experience as much as I was."Harder, do it harder," John told me. "Do it the way you've been fantasizing about for the past few days."I looked at him and saw that he was now masturbating at this unholy mother/son coupling which was happening before him.My mother gave me a small nod and a wink when I turned my attention back towards her; giving me permission to fulfill his request.. Tanya groaned and made Chuck moan in a cascade of deep, prolonged sexual sounds. I sighed as I sucked my wet finger clean of its heavenly nectar.Tom continued, “Instead of shouting or beating on my wife, that beautiful stranger, Carol, kissed her husband passionately while his stiff cock was still in my wife’s throat.” Carol wiggled her sweet, bared pussy on my finger and embraced it deeply. “With a little help from Tanya, she loosened her shorts and stepped out of them and her panties then. I was also happy to learn that it seemed like Melissa was pretty open-minded about my panty fetish. Initially she was furious with me, but Melissa became pretty accepting once she'd spoken to Victoria. Whatever Victoria said, it worked and I'd forever be in her debt for it.I woke up before Melissa and decided to do something special for her. I made her breakfast in bed. Once I heard her stirring in her bedroom, I told Melissa that I had a surprise for her if she stayed in her room. The smell of.