He knew she wouldn’t miss the sweat breaking out on his palms. He felt his pulse light up his cock while his throat went dry. “So what do you thi...nk?” she broke the laden silence. He started to say something about the quaint beauty of the vineyard, but she cut him off. “No,” she crooned. “My pussy. I mean, I know you were looking at how I shaved.” “Kind of hard to avoid under the circumstances.” She snickered. “Well? Do you think it’s pretty?” “Jesus, Diva, what kind of question is that?” . “Put it back in,” she begged, tears of pleasure clouding her vision as her son obediently stuffed the massive rubber cock back into her eager shit socket. He released his grip on the dildo and Beth’s trembling bowels contracted, instinctively trying to expel it. Several inches pushed from her puckered ass before Bobby’s weight descended onto his mother’s back. His firm tummy pushed up against her upturned ass cheeks, forcing the dildo back into her depths. Her son’s clutching fingers found. He licked all the way around to the front of my knee and the wetness and heat from this mouth around my knee cap was bringing me near to orgasm by itself and he hadn’t come anywhere near my pussy.I’d never done this before. Where did he get an idea like that. Jay’s a fuckin’ genius.I had my eyes closed by this time but I felt the treatment stop as he moved back to my right leg. This time his attention was focused on the inside of my thigh and I could feel his hot breath and tongue slowly. "Nyle! Nasu Tori-llia!" whatever she was saying, she was insistent. I assumed she was insisting she was the real Tori-llia."Tori-llia," Elizabeth repeated, pointing at Victoria again. The woman sank down in a chair and closed her eyes. She was trembling.Elizabeth sat next to her and they proceeded to have a long conversation. We understood little of it, except Tori-llia. Using the format for the other girls' ancient names that we knew, it was apparent that Tori-llia was this woman's name. It.