Clinton, my husband, had always told my son to keep his woman happy. Xvideos I groaned, feeling the caress of the air on my shaved pussy lips. I was his Mommy-slave. She shuddered again, squeaking out her pleasure. Her fresh juices flowed. “It’s so different. I shuddered, my eyes falling on his crotch. I wanted another chance to savor her tight, wet cunt. But then I got used to it, Dad encouraging me. “Okay, women,” I said, breaking away from my sisters. Melody and Lee are our half-sisters not our cousins.”
“Oh, wow,” Alicia groaned. Yes, yes, explore my pussy. “No more wine for you for a while.”
“Yes, Sir,” she swallowed, her hands trembling. I wanted to cum so badly. My dick throbbed. Aunt Cheryl and Alicia moved, helping to block me as they stood on either side of me. I was covered. “You’re cooking dinners again, too,” I said. “Mommy,” she moaned.
