“I…, M I think it could be N…H…O…R…N I think…Y or U,” said Tom, a little uncertain this time as to some of the letters.“That’s goo...d Tom, I’m glad,” replied Mrs. Watson.Tom had to admit to being a little perplexed as to why she said the words “I‘m glad.”“Now in just a minute I want to test your eyes a little further so take those glasses off Tom and put them on the table next to you, I will be back soon.”Tom watched as she left, and removed the glasses as he was told. Again he watched her as she. In one trained, experienced motion he had pushed my upper body down onto the toilet seat so my head was almost below it. This left my ass high in the air--exactly what he must have wanted.He slowly, but assuredly, started to penetrate me deeper and deeper. Unlike other guys he didn't go in and out to get deeper. He went slow but inching further and further into me; opening me wider and wider.It still stung a bit due to his girth, but I wanted this so bad I just clenched my teeth and tried to. And I had gotten dressed, finally. Not that I wasthat eager to get into girl's clothes yet again, but it sure beat atowel. "You look like any other suburban mom," Debbie giggled, a littletoo much. They'd stuck me in a large black jumper, and a white shirt,with too many accessories. But, amen and Allah be praised, flats. ANDsocks. Even if they were the lace kind. "Debbie!" I complained. "I'm fifteen, I'm too YOUNG to be ayuppie mom!" "It's also comfy," Lisa pointed out. She. Hence when Sam started licking and kissing my hole, I lye there motionless allowing him to do whatever he wants to do. He was good in the use of tong and mouth together with his fingers. He didn’t finger me fully, he was just teasing my pussy lips and making me discharge all time.He was treating my vagina like an ice cream and licking and chewing my pussy lips all time. I didn’t know how long it went, but by the time he finished, I was tired completely.I forgot about others sleeping nearby and.