So she proceeded to jack me for a minute or two and sure enough, some precum started oozing out of my little slit. I directed her to smear it all over... the head, which would allow it to slide in much easier, which she did.Then holding my cock with one hand, she spread her lips with the other and inserted the head of my raging cock into her wet slit. Then she started to settle her body down and the head of my prick slid into her very easily. The sensation of her wet lips sliding over the head of. I then discarded the sweatshirt and tried one of Mother's brassieres, a lacy, white, seamless creation that fit my shoulders just right without any adjustment of the shoulder straps. In spite of this, the rumpled bosom cups ruined the entire effect. I made an effort to fill them with other articles of lingerie, but wasn't pleased with the effect. The imprint of my Mother's beautiful bosom in her underwear was too firmly printed in my mind for me to be satisfied with this inadequate. " With a snort, he stomped a hoofinto the carpeting. "Was a bit worried that Tawny sissy would?ve tiredme out."At the mention of the offending pony, Jessie felt his fur floofing outin irritation. They?d only been "dating" for a few minutes but healready felt a possessive instinct. "Well, I guess that pony just didn?twork for it hard enough," he said, hissing and watching the cock beforehim like a delicious mouse he was about to pounce upon. "A PROPER slut-boi would make sure his daddy was. .. Did I ever tell you I worked with Jim before back in DC?”Taken slightly aback, Claire, stopped with her hand mid motion, and her stubborn chin stuck out slightly. She didn’t know where Stephanie was going with this but she wasn’t sure she’d like it.“Oh, did you now? Ok so what about it?” Claire asked.“Well nothing except there was a lot of talk back then about how huge his umm... ‘Package’ is.” She blushes. “Most of it was before my time at that firm, but rumor has it that there was this.