I can feel your wet pussy glide along my cock and I find myself tempted to just close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. You enjoy the amout of control yo...u have over me as you begin to move your hips in a circle. I grit my teeth to keep from cry out how good that feels and smile as my I become overwhelmed by it. As I cum so do you our orgasms setting each other off as we are left gasping and sweating. We embrace each other kissing. It is only by chance that I decide to look behind and I whisper for. So who was this in the photo? She looked at the next pic. Her mother. Naked. On Stacey's bed.Unable to control her reaction, she just screamed, "Mommy how could you? On my bed, with my boyfriend?"Her father took the phone from her and flicked through the photographs, while his wife sat pale faced and wanting to die.Obviously divorce was a rational result of such an event, but Grace begged and promised and finally an agreement was reached. She would go with Stacey to this place that her husband. As I struggled I was able to spit you out long enough to plead with you, "please daddy, no more, please, I promise i'll be a good girl", laughing at that you said,"damn right, you little bitch slut, you're going to be damn good" "now shut the fuck up and keep sucking" as your hands guided my head, and mouth back to your cock, where you took one long hard thrust and lodged your cock head in my throat causing me to choke and leaving me unable to breath. this seemed to be going on forever, and at. . Sniff like the animal you are about to become.” The cacophony of warbling and cynical laughter brought his cock rigid as he put his nose to the first and sniffed hard at the fetid and savoury whiff of femininity, she accommodating his submissive pleasure by releasing her cheeks and pressing back on his nose as the warm flesh enveloped his face. He was then jerked to the next, and obediently took in her anal perfume to delight his Mistress and all who witnessed his degradations. Without.