Her juices flooded out, tangy and wonderful. He peeled down the cream-colored satin. Anal sex “We’ll always be friends. They thrust so hard. A tremble raced through my body as I waited to hear. How’d you do it?”
“My mom trained me.” My eyes widened. I wanted him so clean. I whimpered into her snatch as my mom’s tongue fluttered into my pussy. Lick my pussy. I gasped and moaned, humping against him as his nose rubbed against my clit. “He might be around.”
“On a Friday night? The two flavors burst to life on my tongue. My tongue flicked out, swirling around the crown of his dick, tasting Leyla’s bowels on my son’s dick. I could see it in her eyes. Delight spilled through me, rippling through my body with every thrust of his dick into my depths. My hand drifted down my stomach to my clit. He groaned, hand tightening in my hair. My hand drifted down my stomach to my clit. Mmm, you are a naughty mom.”
“A good mom,” I groaned.
