There was no misinterpreting her sexual move that she wanted him to stay. ‘Talking?’ She gave him a sexy smile. ‘You can talk to me,’ she said... taking his face in her hands and kissing him square on the lips. Then, when she parted his lips with her tongue and French kissed him, he couldn’t believe his sexual fantasy was coming true. Donna, Irene’s hot MILF of a mother was French kissing him. Not wasting any time should Irene suddenly appear in the pool in the way her mother suddenly did, he. Then another cock was pushed into my face and I wrapped my lips around it, sucking it to the rhythm of my ass reaming. The first man with the camera said:“The bitch is enjoying more than us, guys; I say we stop until she begs for more”. I had just begun to feel another orgasm building inside me when both men pulled out of my ass and mouth with a wet popping noise. My body arched longingly searching for the cock to push back into me. The man with the camera moved into my desperate expression´s. I imagine he was a bit uncomfortable with something like that snaking through his pants. For once, as it turned out, Glen had done something right. As I turned the corner, I felt what I thought was Tom’s full hardness against me. Usually I hate wearing thongs – why would anyone want a string up their ass? – but Glen kept buying so many of them, I got tired of stuffing them into my dresser drawer every morning, so I started wearing them. Some of them were more comfortable than others, to be. She looked up at me, a wicked smile on her face. "Now that was a fast recovery. I havent seen a cock recover that quick since high school." The image of her in a school uniform was a powerful one and while I held that picture in my mind's eye, I felt her mouth engulf the head of my cock, her fingers playing with my balls. She pulled the hair away from her face so that I could see my shaft disappearing into her mouth, and watch her other hand holding my testes. She looked me in the eye and took.