" Julie said, reaching for the wine bottle.Roy picked through his clothes in his closet. Half of them were dirty and the other half didn't fit now tha...t he'd lost fifteen pounds, shed from hard work, anguish, and late night drinking that left him hung over and appetiteless the next day.The movie was just about finished. Another week's work and he could make copies of the film and, hopefully, have it sold by the following month.Maybe then his life would straighten out. With Julie gone time seemed. The new-found feeling throbbed between her legs and shook the cells with an animalistic want for more of the electricity her mother had incited. Throbbing sensations doubled in Joy’s small clit as her mom latched onto her daughter’s nipple and sucked with vigor.“MOMMYYYY!” Joy squealed with detectable tension in her high-pitched voice. Sara licked and kissed her way to the neglected nipple, kissing and licking the light areola until it became dark; then she sucked and licked the direct middle. She was really tight, so it took a few strokes before I could get it all inside of her.“It’s… so… good…” she breathed out between moans. She propped herself up a bit so that she could try to force her pussy farther down onto my cock. After about a minute, my balls were slapping on her ass. She began rubbing her clit as a fucked her.“I’m so glad I came in here,” she moaned, before reaching up and kissing me. I picked her up and flipped over, never taking my cock out from inside her. Now on top,. She was loving how quickly her sexy reddish-blonde hair was growing and she had gotten it trimmed just a bit to help it look hot, but she intended to let it grow much longer than it had ever been while she worked with CSI for over a decade. The job requirements of being a CSI investigator were one thing -- there shorter hair was easier to deal with a less likely to produce evidence contamination; on the performance stage at the Maverick Club, Catharine though longer hair looked a whole lot.