Faizel grabbed his phone, texting on it, a big smile on his face. Porn sex Not when my eldest son fucked my pussy so hard. I kept licking her, making her moan about my clit. My son kept me cumming. His dick plunged into my snatch. So you don’t need to worry one bit. And what a wonderful flavor that was. “Now, what did you need?”
I let go of her nipple and spread out on the bed, my left hand still clamped over my pussy. And, in a fit of sluttish lust, I took advantage of my friend. My eyes rolled back into my head. You’re too much of a whore for your own good, okay?” I gave her a smile. “Cum on my dick, Mom. Two naughty sluts needing our pussies pleasured. “Cum in me!” I gasped. Why was Mom fucking Faizel? Mrs. Like a slut would. Her firm, youthful breasts jiggled as she frigged her clit, little whimpers escaping her lips. My body drank in his youthful passion.
