“Ahh! Professor! What are you doing?” She sat up a bit startled. Her eyes fell to my stiff cock, the head pointing right at her, my cock bobbing slightly in rhythm with my pulse. “You don’t have any….”, her protest trailed off as she couldn’t stop staring at my indian cock. “Quiet…” I said. “Lean back.” Tina complied, her eyes still glassy from her self-induced orgasm. I pulled the bottom of her bathers aside and gently began cleaning her wetness from her engorged pussy lips with my tongue. She offered no resistance, she even helped pull her bathing bottoms aside, so I had full voyeur access to her wet pussy. She laid her head back on the gunwale of the boat and let the waves gently rock the boat under her. “I don’t know why the ocean makes me so hot. It just does,” Tina said to no one or nothing in particular. I love giving head, and I hadn’t eaten such a beautiful pussy since I was a teenager myself. Tina gasped audibly when I ran my tongue over her swollen clit, still warm from Tina’s playing. I took her tight, firm ass in my hands and held her in my mouth. I sucked her clit into my mouth, where I could run my tongue over every part of it as Tina bucked in my grasp and ground into my face. Her breathing quickened, almost panting. But otherwise she was quiet, moving her hips, concentrating on putting my tongue just where she wanted. I bent lower and snaked my warm tongue deep into her delicious pussy. My face was already wet, buried in her womanhood. “Oh God!” she yelled suddenly. That’s good…yeah…that’s good!” I took the rough flat of my tongue and ran it back and forth over her clit. She wreathed at my touch and tried to break loose, but I held her ass tight. “Ummm…yeah…ummm, you’re going to…” was all Tina got out as she came violently in my mouth. My face was buried in her crotch and breathing was difficult but I would not take my amateur tongue from her clit. “Oh, you’re going to make me…yyyeeeaaahhh…finger me…put your finger in my pussy…put your finger in my pussy.” I slid my finger inside her and felt her body jump as my wet finger slid across her G-spot. I massaged that soft tissue as Tina bucked and squirmed under my touch. “Mhm…Mhm…that’s it, that’ssssssss,” she exclaimed as she came on my face a second time. “Oh God, I needed that, that felt amazing!” “Oh we are so not done, Missy,” I smiled as I came up for air. I grabbed her ankles and raised them over her head. “Play with your clit again.” Tina looked confused. “Wait. What are you going to do?” “Shut up and play with yourself.” Tina obeyed. She's got those big, huge tatas.” He held his hands before his chest, his fingers flexing. Once she was done, she lazily opened up her eyes and grinned at indian me. I felt her pussy loosening on me. Stick a fork in her, she’s done. She stood up and pulled her shirt off, her plain black bra lose on her body. She continued to walk but also looked back at the cars and trucks and on occasion would put her thumb out. "Can I come in?" Presley asked her brother and he opened the door wider to let her in. Then I started finger-fucking her. What he hadn’t realised was that the heavy footprints of the grim looking had guard masked another set, quieter and softer, belonging to a small woman, though not one he recognised that currently stood alongside the guard as they peered at him through the cell door. He tipped his hat and said, "I believe this is yours, young lady," as he handed her the tablet that was stolen from her in High school. I was degrading myself in his name, but I still felt like he loved me and respected me as an autonomous, independent being. If you need any supplies, both of you have cards to put things on, if needed. Thank God for cruise control. "What happens to your last caregiver" "my daughter said she quit, amateur but that not what the caregiver told me. The woman had found a better paying job, and she had a child to take care of. He agreed on all her terms. When she was too dry, he pulled out and pried her asshole apart again while holding her under the water until she was full to the brim. “No; he gave me a local anesthetic.” Randolph and Amy were both sleeping each with a smile on their face. "Pour me a cuppa Joe, I'll grab a shower while you make it," Ryan told her. Thank you, Michael." And keep on In that moment tears rolled down my face, I could feel myself betraying Greg again, all I wanted to do was give up completely and stay in this moment snuggling with this beautiful demon. Enjoying each other gave us an outlet that wouldn't ruin our reputations the away it would if we had sex with a boy and he blabbed. She closed her eyes and breathed out. Kyle came back, with a couple bottles of water. It had been disgusting, he’d wanted to spit out every drop she’d given her, but when he spoke, like hers his voice came out soft, as if he was purposefully emphasising his own femininity, “It tasted so good…” he said a little breathless, squeezing her heavy balls drawing a low moan from her then massaging her semi-hard cock from its root to the tip, a single milky drop of cum appearing at the slit which he caught on his tongue, to show his love for it. Jack's cock twitched to the sound of his sister's sexual moans. “Mmm! way past your badge and gun, and we both thought you were beautiful, sexy, and potentially a lot of fun. “I’m talking about my husband, John.” she whisperred to me that Marked fucked her and if voyeur im ok with everything. We were somehow a lot closer and...more than friends if you know what I mean. Five centuries of separation, and we were at each other’s throats once again, like nothing had changed since we were preteens. A moment later, Charlie began to come to. I floundered as I struggled to pull my top down because I was trying to stay afloat and pull the halter into place at the same time. Then her head was completely inside, and most of her trailing arm also. They climbed into bed and had a nice night of lovemaking. They slipped into a deep restful sleep. She twisted and squirmed beneath James, filled with his cock and propelled to new euphoric heights due to his magic. She had this disappointed look on her face as she yelled at me, “Daddy I can’t always be the one that makes sure all the evidence is cleaned up.” "It's not morning."