I’ve seen videos though. So, tell me if I’m doing it the right way.” My accommodating wife looked down at him, ran her fingers through his hair ...and replied, “please just go slow, and use a light touch, kisses and tip of the tongue”, and then she guided his head in between her legs. I watched as my beautiful wife bit her bottom lip a little, and her breathing quickened as Roger followed her directions and slowly kissed his way up her inner thigh. When he reached her core, he paused slightly. Over that he wore robes with a hood that was pulled over his face, keeping it indistinct and anonymous. The robes retained a white hood and included leather padding and metal bracers. They also featured blue lining along the torso and a brown shoulder belt, which held two pistol holsters at the front. He had a wide red sash which was retained and was fastened by a loose hanging belt, which held two pistol holsters on the back. On his right arm he had attached a hidden blade which was properly. Yet even as she tried to reach that thundering crescendo it never quite came. Five minutes into the haze of desire she started whimpering and praying for the orgasm to release her. It didn’t help that the screaming woman across the hall was still fucking up a storm and, from the sound of it, setting the world record for multiple orgasms. Gwendolyn listened to those screams and thought of that hot young stud pounding her own pussy. The images running through her mind went from naughty to obscene. " You bitch," Rose attacked her, coming up with her. "I think it was good enough to get over three-hundred, Mom."Their faces were only a few inches away, and they did smirk at one another somewhat. Kate brought her hands to Rose's melons and grabbed them firmly. I shoved my fingers up into my pussy and groaned quite a bit."I'll work on that, Rose, only because I love you more than a daughter." May I see you now, Mom?"Kate's arms swiftly went up, and Rose wasted no time stripping her mom from.