Even if I was married to a fairytale princess who was standing right behind me, I still would have done what I did: unbuckle my belt, pull my jeans an...d shorts down and get myself hard enough in order for it not to bend. As soon as that was the case, I stood behind her, put my hands on her ass, used my thumbs to push my dick down just a little, and slid it inside her. If there had been any doubt regarding her intentions, her loud curse would have taken all of it away. She had been working. "Laura let her eyes burn into Deshona's. "I want you."Deshona smirked. "I want you too, but this has kind of got me out of the mood. Why don't you tell me about it and we can sort of, you know, drift back into it."Laura wilted. She was out of the mood now too, suddenly. That fucking Dee Dee! she thought."Only if you come into the bedroom with me while I tell you," Laura pouted, seductively.Deshona nodded, pursing her lips, her black eyes flickering with puzzled amusement, reluctantly letting. Someone somewhere was not paying too much attention, and I managed to spend the night with my Blossom. To be honest, we were both a little too tired to do more than a little nibbling and caressing before we both feel asleep in each others arms.We landed at the Calaveras County Airport just before noon the next day. We were met by Ginny's parents, as well as Grandpa and Grandma Carson and most of the Legion of the Doomed. Mike it turned out was in Seattle at a cousin's wedding and wasn't. He’s so good, Tim. His tongue is so good on my fuck slit.”“Put your thighs on his shoulders, baby. Put your thighs on his shoulders and hump your cunt in his face. Fuck your son’s mouth with your twat, baby. Feed him your fuck juices.”Jennifer didn’t have to be told twice. She put her legs over his shoulders and locked them around his upper back. Then she started humping her son’s face, forcing her own drooling pussy tighter against his face, her slit tighter against his mouth and tongue.Tim.