I just closed my eyes and enjoyed.Then the strangest thing happened. Images of Chris fucking his sister started flashing through my brain again. Norma...lly, when if I fantasize when I’m with Chris, it’s about Chris or, I confess, some other hot guy fucking me. But mostly I just think about what’s being done to me right then and there. That’s usually way cooler than anything I can imagine. But this was really hot. Like last night, I couldn’t believe how much it was turning me on, and I just. It is an innate gift. She can gorge on a penis, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks it towards the back of her throat. And she has a beautifully judged delicacy, too. As Michael is discovering, her way of licking at the sensitive area just beneath the circumcised head is almost indescribably exquisite. Fortunately, her ability includes an instinctive awareness of when her partner is reaching bursting point. Michael is there, clutching the back of her head as he prepares to erupt. But she draws. By the time I was off the phone, I was frustrated, like I usually was after a conversation with my mother, and thankfully no longer horny. Looking at the clock and realizing the pizza would be here any minute, I went downstairs to check on the boys who were still, as far as I could tell, playing the same game and in the exact same spots as they were when I left. I got the boys some drinks and couldn't help but notice my son checking out my legs as I walked away. As I returned to the kitchen,. You insert one, then two of your fingers in me, and immediately find the right spot. I moan loudly and roll my head back on you. I open my eyes slightly and see you smiling lovingly at me. I return your smile and let myself enjoy your work on my body. You get the body wash and poof and lather it up. I feel your hands, along with the poof, return to my body as you clean me. You make sure to get every spot, and then move to your own body. You cup your hands and run water over my body, washing.