I slowly kissed her love hole to which she gave a moan ahhh I was licking her inner thighs but not her pussy to make her more desperate she caught my ...hair and pushed it on her pussy, I qas licking her pussy like there is no tomorrow she was shouting and moaning to lick her more harder I put 2 fingers in her pussy and started to finger fuck her she was moving her body in rythm with my hand on her pussy,In no time I increased my speed and she said she was about to come I put my mouth and fingered. So I used to go over a couple of times a week to work on this model and one day Gladys asked me in ( the workshop was in the garage ) for a cold drink, we sat at the table and chatted and she asked if I had had a girlfriend, at the time I didnt and told her so, in fact I'd only ever kissed one girl. Well the conversation turned to sex, I honestly cant remember if it was me that led it that way or her but I do remember being so turned on that I took my cock out and began stroking it under the. Every time I glanced at my phone, I would swear time should be going faster. When I wasn't watching Jessie or fantasizing about being with her again, I had to help the customers. And today they just seemed especially stupid. My mind was too focused on how I would ask Jessie out. Running through scenario after scenario, and I just couldn't be bothered to give a damn about the customer's stupid questions about tablets, or explain for the fifteenth time the difference between DVD and. Why couldn’t somebody do something about these monsters who were raping and tearing my mother apart. But what I couldn’t understand was why she wasn’t fighting. And then when I saw her go from one orgasm to another, I almost died. How could she? She was being brutally raped! And why was my own body, watching her be so horribly brutalized, spewing a constant stream of vaginal secretions out and onto my chair? My nipples were so hard they hurt, and the rape scene playing out right in front of me.