"Hows about some more ice cubes?" AsMiss Pratt rubbed the ice on Evelyn's vulva, she howled once again. ?Bitch, bitch bitch, that's all you do.? Prat...tsie said cheerfullyas she dropped the ice cubes back in the bowl and sat in the chair again. ?Getyour mouth on my pussy again, girl?you are so goddamned unappreciative!? Evelynpainfully got back up on her elbows, sticking her head in Miss Pratt's pussyonce again. She licked and sucked wearily, thinking her jaws were more sorethan if she'd blown. .” Gerald was moving his fingers up and down, massaging Madeline's pussy, rubbing the now-wet satin across her cunt lips and clit. “Do you want me, Mom?” he asked. “No...” Madeline whispered. And then, “Yes... No... Yes...” Then she moaned, flexing her stomach muscles to push her cunt down harder against Gerald's fingers. “I'm your mother... We mustn't... I'm your mother!” “Yeah,” Gerald chuckled as he climbed onto the bed, throwing the sheet completely off his mother's body and lifting the. Jaysin: (smiling) "Thanks! Look for me at 1 o'clock, and Hun...you know I'm bringin' some homey's with me."Karla: "Homey's? Who?"Jaysin: (Putting his finger up to his own lips) "Shhhh. No questions, remember?"Karla sat in shock. So much so that she hadn't noticed that the train had now stopped and the doors had opened. Had he just said that? Jaysin got up and walked towards the open door and turned around and looked again at Karla who had followed him with her eyes and her mouth open.Jaysin:. Her breasts were a compact 36C and even these baggy uniforms couldn’t hide her feminine curves and charms. “I want you to tell me exactly what happened, Sergeant.” “Sir, may I speak candidly?” “Sergeant, let me say this about that. I want the fucking truth and I want you to fucking tell me every motherfucking thing. I’m not a fucking child; I’m an old infantry officer. You cannot shock me, you cannot embarrass me, you probably cannot tell me anything I haven’t either A: Done, B: Seen, C:.