Her clit was still much too sensitive so she jumped a bit when my head touched it. She quickly moved me back down towards her tight pussy, using two f...ingers to spread her engorged lips even further and guide me into her hot vagina. My cock head stretched her a bit so I would enter some and then pull back, causing us to both moan in anticipation. We found a rhythm of me pushing my dick in a bit at a time and then pulling out all the way to allow her vagina to stretch around me. After five or six. Mr. Slater looked over with warm eyes. “I’ll get her dried and then I will start getting her ready, maybe you can help me.” Sam was trembling as he stood next to his sister. Mr. Slater had a bottle of an adhesive substance and walked to the head of the table. “What we do here is close her eyes and mouth shut, don’t want those freaky peepers opening at her funeral and scaring everyone?” Sam stepped forward. “One sec.” He paused for a moment in front of Mr. Slater and leaned forward locking his. ‘Innocence, sweetheart,’ Blanche simpered, approaching her and smiling. ‘I didn’t know you lived in Congress.’ Innocence turned around, and grinned broadly. ‘Hello. What are you doing here?’ ‘Oh, business. That’s all,’ Blanche replied. ‘How’s Chastity? The last I heard, you were both living together in Labia.’ Innocence seemed a little discomfited by this reference. ‘I haven’t seen Chastity for a long time. I don’t know where she’s living now.’ ‘Is she still a student?’ ‘I don’t know. I don’t. I couldn't even wait for them to leave the house. As soon as the bedroom door closed, I exited the closet, not able to discard the raging hard-on that I had sustained watching my hot mother fucked every way by two hard studs and then getting covered in their cum just for me. And to me, the disheveled, drenched and sticky woman on her knees before me was the most beautiful my mother had ever been. I knelt beside her and she took my head in her hands and tipped it back. She leaned over and I.