They looked as if some fool had tossed them on the floor and then knelt on them.She changed her Tampax, straightened her clothes -- obediently leaving... her blouse out, and looked closely in the mirror. Once she'd cleaned up around her eyes, she looked a little strange but not too bad. Why messing around affected her eye makeup, she couldn't figure. Lipstick, sure, not that she wore lipstick to babysit, but why eye makeup?She decided to leave it off. It would only get messed up again. And if. But I refused to switch off, said-‘ma, no need to shy anymore.’ She blushed again. I was impatient to see her naked. Soon I made her fully naked & me also. She was frequently looking my penis, which was semi hard then. She closed her eyes, when I see her pussy & parted it to see inside. I was really thrilled to see my birth place, so forbidden for a son ! It was clean shaved, looking just like a hot baked cake. The crack was so inviting. I put my lips & kissed. Put my tongue there & started. She should... She should pull her fingers out of her pussy, and stop masturbating to the scene before her. Carol couldn't believe her own reactions to what she saw. She tried to take her hand out of her pants, but as her fingers brushed her clit, she came hard, and barely stifled a gasp as the orgasm overcame her. Her fingers dove back into her box, as she came on them again and again.She knew she needed to put a stop to what was going on in there. Looking in again, her eyes zeroed in to where. Bucking his hips forward into her face, he emptied gush after gush of his passion juice onto her still-swirling tongue. His warm, sweet, slight-salty ooze glided down her parched throat, which had thirsted to be quenched by the kind of juice that only Brad could serve to her, and which he was indeed pumping into her in full volume right now. By now, Jane had forgotten all about her computer, and her first break in her search for arms merchant W. Similarly, Brad had forgotten about the.