He could tell, if they were acting guilty or sneaky or were upset but trying to hide it.He also seemed to know if a girl was just flirting, had an ult...erior motive or just wanted a willing partner. Sometimes he could tell if they were lying but not always, if they were very practised at it. Good liars were also better at hiding their intent, he was learning.He felt as if he was being watched and turned to find a woman who gave Willow a run for the money. He guessed she was the around the same. Now I was left with a moral quandary: what to do now. Needless to say, I did what any respectful gentleman would have done: switched ends and skewered Marianne. This time I may have been in over my head, because juices from two different cunts plus my own cum were more than my cock could handle. Marianne’s cunt got flooded early and often, and within minutes Christy was a total mess, as I was pumping my own jock juice out of Marianne’s overflowing pussy and onto Christy’s face. Marianne was. Then I had the enormous nerve to meet them when after having made fuck they then took tea and traditionally with my mother in our living room!My mom with just a transparent nightie, and just with also a garter belt and spun stockings and who had traces of cum everywhere and these two or three men visibly happy to have been relieved of all their sperm in my mother'holes !My mom was very embarrassed at first by my presence but she understood my curiosity, and after promising me not to judge her,. And what a body it was, surely built for naught but sex, curves at the hips that delved in towards the smallest shaved strip of pubic hair and a hint of a pink slit at their centre, which Sofia’s fingers soon found and set about exploring. Now there was no hiding Simran’s arousal as Sofia entered her pussy with first one, then two fingers until she could feel the juices begin to soak her fingertips.“That’s it Simran just relax and let yourself enjoy me, I know what you want and how to give it.