I was home alone. I did not know how long my mother would be out for, soI resisted the urge to go upstairs to her bedroom to try on some of herthings.... I did not want to be caught. Instead, I found one of herfashion magazines. This was almost as good, because I would take it tomy room, take my panties out of their hiding place, get under my covers,and as I thumbed through the pages, I would imagine that it was ME inthose pages, especially the makeup ads. In my fantasy, I was still aboy, but. With a warm seductive smile on her face, she settles into the backseat. As the light aromatic scent of his cologne enchanted her senses. She knew then tonight would be like nothing she could dream of. His eyes trace every inch, every curve of her body, soaking in all that she has to offer. As the night lights of the city, began to whiz past in a blurring flash on the dirty windows of the dark cab. The intoxicating scent of her perfume hangs gently in the air. The soft warmth of her. Tears were flowing down my cheeks, but this slut did not care. I could hear her grunting and moaning as she fucked my throat so wildly…She was fucking my face with abandon and I was trying my best to help her along. I was frantically using my tongue, alternating suction and trying to clench and unclench my throat muscles. "Oh, Victor, my nice bitch! Get ready now…"I could feel her huge cock throbbing and pulsating. Then I knew she was getting close to her own orgasm.All of a sudden Barbie. As thetablecloth moved I looked up and with my tongue onNancy’s clit Karilyn and I locked glances. Shequickly dropped the cloth. Samantha and Jimdidn’t notice anything. It seems they were toobusy themselves. I backed off of Nancy andcontinued to finger her with one finger whilebrushing her clit with another. Samantha hadtaken Jim’s long thin cock out and was strokingunder the table while he had his hand between theslit in her dress and was rubbing her pussy. Iwished she.