I laid Fiona on the bed and caressed from her head, past her shoulders, and her arms. As I reached her seemingly delicate fingertips I flicked away a...ny bad energy that might have caused her stress. I then caressed back up her arms and her chest. Fiona tried to remain silent as I caressed her breasts one at a time. I spent a lot of time there taking each nipple between my lips, nibbling and sucking. I love Fiona’s breasts so much. I love Fiona so much and I told her that, again. I knew she. Okay?" Whoa!? TMI!" Oh, Uncle Mike. It is not good at all. He won't even go down on me. I can cum better by myself. And beside...he has a little dick."We both burst out laughing."Really," she continued. "It's okay if I blow that pencil dick. Seems like as soon as he has shot his load, he cannot wait to be somewhere else."I was trying very hard not to laugh. She just kept on going on about how the sex sucked. How he had never given her an orgasm."C'mere," I said and reached out for her. She. Ich sagte das ich es nicht mehr lange halten könnte. Sie stieß mich zurück, ging in die Hocke und blies meinen Schwanz bis ich ihr in den Mund spritzte. Sie schluckte es gierig runter. Sie sagte "Der Saft aus Männereiern schmeckt doch noch am besten". Sie gab mir einen Kuss und sagte "Danke". Wir zogen uns an, erledigten unsere restliche Tätigkeiten und gingen zurück ins Büro.Nach Feierabend bemerkte ich auf dem Rückweg nach Hause das sich ein Zettel in meiner Jacke befand. Darauf stand die. Jane felt Jake’s cock stiffen and was about to swallow down her reward when all of a sudden he put a hand on the back of her head. “Oh my fucking god mom, that’s it” Jake said out loud as he cummed into her mouth. Jane froze stiff as he unload into her mouth. Once done Jane got up and ran for the room from Jake knowing that it was his mother that was sucking his cock. She locked herself in her room for the night and it wasn’t till late the next morning when she would come out. Jane walked down.