Paula looked up, but without removing the cock from her mouth, then carried on, her head bobbing up and down rhythmically.Lorraine knelt on the sofa, ...Ross behind her, she felt him inside her, deep in her, it felt good, and she pushed back against him. Paula half sat on the sofa’s edge, and ran her hand up the inside of Lorraine’s thigh, and then rubbed her clit, gently at first, then more rigorously. Lorraine came again, loudly this time, then realised it had been her mothers hand. “My turn,”. He just stared at me, his cock sticking straight up. "Um...Maybe we can work something out. Why don't you come over here and sit down, and we can discuss it." I smiled in victory as I walked over, and once again sat on his desk. I opened my legs, and leaned back on my elbows. He sat down as well, and stared at my pussy. "So what are you thinking?" I said. "Oh I think there are some things we can work out for you." He leaned forward, and placed his tongue directly on my clit. I moaned. His. If I did do that, I don't even remember it, honestly." When I first heard about what happened, my first reaction was to come over to your house and kill you. I was so mad that I even prayed that God would make your dick fall off, or make it so you couldn't ever do anything like that to another woman. I cooled off after awhile though. We're all grown ups here, right? No real harm done. I'm assuming that you won't try to object if I decide sometime to do the same kind of things to Connie? Do you. “Isn’t it beautiful,” she asked, looking up at me.“Very,” I replied, meeting her gaze. “ The waterfall isn’t bad either,” I added, hoping it didn’t sound to cheesy.“Stop it,” she said bashfully, swatting my arm lightly as a blush rose in her cheeks.After a few more pictures, she slid back.“Looks like you had a blast,” I said.“We did,” she replied, standing up to get coffee. “How do you take it,” she asked.“In a cup preferably but, I ain’t picky,” I quipped.“Black it is,” she said smiling as she.