I yanked hard down his entire length in one final, futile attempt to preserve his dignity but as my fingers squeezed about his hard, throbbing muscle ...I felt his thick, hot juices spurting again and again from his swollen head to coat his boxers in sticky, thick cum. Ooopps! Well a certain naughty boy was going to need a shower when they got home. I don’t know whether Stephen was uncomfortable walking back to the house from the bus stop with all that gooey cum in his pants, but once there, I led. HELL he fucks her too. Nothing makes me more horny than to stick my face in my ole lady's freshly fucked pussy and suck the cock juice out of her.She loves this more than anything. Her pussy lips are long and thin. When I'm cleaning her up I suck her lips 4 inches out from her hole. I have been doing this for years, and I have it down to a art. I always love to think about other men fucking her and filling her up with their cum while I'm dressing her for a date. My cock is hard as a rock and. A small whimper escaped as those rosebud lips kissed the head of my cock, then slowly slid over it. She took me into her mouth, lips and tongue working my shaft expertly as she pushed me towards climax, but kept me away from the brink. The world narrowed down till she seemed to be the only thing in existence other than me. Desperate, aching for that release, I gasped out a poor guess for her name. "Lillian?" Her teeth sc****d my shaft, the shock painful after the sweet softness of her lips and. Anna-Brooks had put on some low music and lit a candle. She was turned, showing some serious leg. Turning she said, “Had too much to finish your sentences?” I glanced down & noticed how far up her skirt had ridden. Both her thighs were practically entirely out. “Let’s just say something caught my eye.” Anna-Brooks’s first instinct should've been to immediately sit up and pull the skirt back down. But she didn't move. She liked the attention, the flirting, & Anna-Brooks Cowan realized she.