She wasted no time lifting up my shirt...kissing my nipples. I moved my hand up under her shirt and played with her tight, perky tits with hardened ni...ps. She unzipped my pants and pulled me out. She rubbed my little chubby cock in her tiny hands. My rod looked so big in her grip. She pulled on me as I just watched her lower her head down on my lap. Danielle sucked so hard it kind of hurt. She was ultra aggressive. Her mouth locked around my shaft and when she passed over my tip...she used her. Suzanne's hips give a little wiggle, and I take this as a sign to start playing with her clit. I alternate circling the head with my tongue with popping it in my mouth and gently sucking. Occasionally I dart my tongue down and clean her tight little cunt.Suzanne's breathing has quickened again, the motions of her hips coming in short stabs as she pleasures herself on my tongue. She stumbles backwards a step, pulling me with her by my head, so she can rest her ass against the edge of her desk. I. And you can’t look! If you dare turn around, I move out, and we never do this again.’And so that’s how it went for a week or so. I so desperately wanted to turn and glance at those tits, especially when she started masturbating herself some days in. But I loved her watching me so much, I couldn’t bare to do it. By week 2, she made it more intense.‘Today, I am going to sit behind you, and rub my tits on your back.’ I sat in her lap, wanking it hard, and felt. I am used to padded tops, but this was new. I don’t know what made me do that. Maybe, it was because I badly needed an adrenaline rush. Maybe because I had just shaved my pussy, after so long. Maybe because I wanted to exhibit myself, at least in a way only I am pleased.Ayan: Why did you wear one that night? Why, Mom?Mona: Because every time I am near you, I feel my clothes are non-existent. I wanted to be reassured I am keeping myself covered in front of my son. I had attended both the.