She moans and moves a hand down to my head.“Right there ... yes.”She moans softly. I just move it over, up, down, around and across her clit. Anyt...hing I could do to give her pleasure. She moans loudly and runs her fingers in my hair.“Oh god.”I moan and double my efforts to please her. She gasps at my effort and pushes my head farther into her sweet wetness. I moan again and softly suck her clit into my mouth. She moans loudly and arches her back.“Fuck that feels so good-”She gasps as I suck a. Now sit down and relax and just answer my questions as openly and honestly as possible; answer looking straight into the camera lens unless I say otherwise.” The questions started simply enough and I soon felt at ease despite only wearing a towel; questions about my private and personal sex life, the (not very many) girlfriends that I had had over rather too many years; a lot of questions about masturbation, so many questions about masturbation that I became hard rather rapidly, too many. She wasn’t fully sure what mixed race he was, but he always had nice, golden skin. He dressed handsomely, always wearing dress shirts with a matching tie, dress pants, and as a bad boy touch, biker boots. Even through his shirts she could see his muscular arms and constantly fantasized about what else lay beneath…She traced the vibrator down her body, imagining Mr.Conner sexily kissing down to her pussy.She moaned gently, making sure not to be too loud, as she pressed the pulsing toy to her. "Was your dad batman? What is all this?" Finn asked. There was no way this day could get any stranger. He was running for his life, armed to the teeth, in an underground tunnel with a girl from high school and her grandma. And they said being a civilian would be boring."I found this escape tunnel after your dad disappeared." Grannie paused to catch her breath. "I was cleaning the safe and accidently hit that button. When he built the house, he must have dug a trench between it and the garage..