She took him and licked and cleaned him of the residual cum, swallowing it down. I liked that, I liked that a lot. Beth just kept surprising me at almost every turn. She came up and snuggled with me, my arms holding her close and our legs intertwined. It felt amazing to be so close to someone, so in tune without even speaking much. But I wanted to talk. “Beth… thank you.” “Thank you , Jim. This was better than I hoped.” “It was amazing wasn’t it? It was for me.” Beth just pushed me on my back and kissed me indian hard, wrapping her arms around my neck and holding me tight. She then sniffed a little. “Don’t cry, hon.” “Sorry, Jim. Fingering I’m just overwhelmed a little.” I pulled the blanket over us and held her close as she slid down a little and rested her head on strip my chest. Presently, however, my body reminded me that I drank four beers earlier. “I gotta kissing go to the restroom, sweetie.” I found my boxers and did a sexy pose for her, which she laughed at, dutifully. When I opened the door, it was like one of those old black and white comedies; five girls were leaning on the door and they all fell into the room, screaming and cackling. Normally I would’ve turned brilliant red with embarrassment. But, I just laughed cuz I didn’t really give a shit what anyone thought. I stepped carefully over legs and arms and strolled down to the bathroom. They had one of those Brunette big mirrors that took up a whole wall. So as I pissed I looked at myself in the reflection. “You cut your hair.” “I love it when you wake me like that daddy. Her mouth slid slowly up and down my cock. Then she looked up at me and smiled. She felt a tingle in her cunt indicating that she was again ready for fun. His fingers continued to mead against her lower abdomen. "Hey," I called as he was about to leave, "Were you serious about that duet with Rihanna? Aunt Sheen went silent but her hips started to buck wildly on the bed despite the restraints as she felt waves after waves of her multiple orgasm hit her. “I need something longer to wash every inch of my asshole. He was lying on his stomach, one leg hanging unceremoniously off the side of the sofa. “Fuck me, Junior!” Mommy yelled, “He’s trying to force the knot into me, I don’t know if I can take it!” Care to go for an ice cream? I needed to fuck; it was the only thing driving me just then. Which I’m betting Mom had already worked out. She knew how to eat Fingering pussy. I could still not believe we had a full week-end for ourselves. Rape! I wanted him to come in and find me naked and bothered like this, jerking off desperately. She walks over to me, leans in and kissing gives me a kiss on the cheek along with a soft pat on the butt. The gentleness left me, and I leaned into the goddess and Brunette filled my mouth with her flailing breast, sucking greedily, pulling the delicate flesh deep. Her whole body felt cool and wet on the outside as a film of sweat formed on her smooth, bare skin. "Let me think about it. “Sounds fun.” In my mind I knew I indian would never see them again and I was a little sorry for that. I did not want another awkward morning, so I decided that ignoring what happened probably wasn’t the best idea. She would help. All of that has been an ongoing joke between us, but I strip have no doubts that the feelings are there. Mike embarrassed Oscar with a couple of stories about times that Oscar had failed to lose his virginity; then he announced, this one's pretty big isn't it? As I stepped down from the bus, I could see that there was a uniformed doorman standing with the Mistresses. Melody chuckled playfully.