My ovaries. I moaned about her nipple, sucking harder. My tongue explored her nub while her pussy brought me closer and closer to erupting.“Oh, Mom,... yes,” she gasped, her hands squeezing my big tits. “Mmm, you just love my little titties.”“Uh-huh,” I panted, nuzzling over to her other small mound topped by that pink peak. “So cute.”She squealed as I latched onto her left nub.“Wow, that's so hot,” moaned the Jewish camerawoman. “You're sucking on your daughter's nipple. It should be so wrong,. “That’s what my mentor taught me, but he was working with local talent, not supermodels. But, for the time being, I’m going to behave like it’s true.”“You’re the boss,” said Colin.A security guard in the gray uniform of the Vandevoorts’ personal security force came up to the car, “You’re the photographer?”Ethan nodded. The guard said, “Take the right turn after the house, follow it around, and park by the house at the end. You’ll be doing the photos there.”Ethan looked at his itinerary, “It. She walked over to me and started to kiss me. The feeling of her nice, soft lips made my dick as hard as a rock. She got on the bed and pulled the covers down. Her head moved down to my cock.She started to lick the head of my dick before she finally put the entire thing in her mouth. She did kept on swallowing until I experienced another orgasm. I didn't cum but wow! It felt good! I told her, "Cass, I think it's your turn." My 6'0 body sort of towered over her 5'7 body as we stood up.I motioned. Voices you know but all you can do is moan. And encourage me.I lie you back on the table, spread your legs again and slide my cock into you. You can feel it pushing in deeper and deeper.“Does that feel good?” I ask.“Feels great,” you say, looking up at me.“Harder!” you demand.I do.Hard in, slow out, building the spunk in my balls.You move your legs so they run up the front of my body. When pushed into you I’m now slapping against your arse, pushing you further onto the table.You look up. You’ve.