" That's what daddy wants," Mitch begged.Holding Mitch's hips he slowly pulled his cock from Mitch's ass, all but the head then he slowly slid it back... in up to his balls again. After he did this about half a dozen times Mitch begged Candy to fuck him harder. Candy gave him a hard slap on his ass and told him to shut up.Candy said, "Put your head on the bed and your ass in the air, like a good slut."Mitch quickly and eagerly did as Candy told him. Until now Mitch had been on all fours. Now his. I took off my sweatshirt by myself. She gripped my shaft with her left hand and my balls with her right hand, took out her tongue, and began slowly licking right under my head, especially under my spout. Ash’s tongue is extremely skilled by itself and adding the stimulation from her tongue ring greatly multiplied my stimulation. I moaned softly while smoking. A few minutes later, her left hand pressed my hard on against my belly while her right hand pushed up my balls, exposing the back of my. He gave her pussy a few more pumps, before pulling out of her with a slurp. He spun the helpless girl around like a ragdoll and lifted her up onto the edge of the counter in front of he sink. Her ass sat on the edge, and she placed each tiny foot on the edge as well, on either side of him. They were both looking down. She was looking at his huge cock, he was staring at her pink puckered cunt lips. He waited for her to make the move, and didn't wait long.Erin grabbed his fat cock, running the. At the time the events in this story took place I had just turned 16. I think Jean, the cleaner, must have been about 40 or so, maybe a little younger. She was a nice smiley lady, not very tall, almost too skinny, and, to be honest, a bit plain but with beautiful shiny long dark hair. She was always very friendly to me but what really sticks in my mind now is the way that Jean dressed. She always, like it was a uniform, wore a tight black sweater, black knee length pleated skirt and lovely tan.