mysteries of moraq

“That was a ton of cum Jim. I don’t know how you do it. Someday I will make you lick it up. Oooh! Maybe we could get Missy Yeager to lick it up. That would be hot.” Carol was delirious, I wasn’t any better.

Mrs. B smiled up at me. “Well…?” She put her hand behind my neck, pulled me closer and gave me the best, most sensual kiss I’d had to that time. Definitely in the top three kisses of my life. I pulled her closer and reciprocated as best I could. I felt her naked leg slip between my legs, and she rubbed her thigh against my tortured shaft through my jeans. I so did not want to cum in my pants at that moment. Mrs. B. saved me. While still kissing me hard, Mrs. B. ran her hand down my bare chest and moaned softly.

I kept kissing her through my last couple of aftershocks, but as I looked up into her eyes there was no disguising the bashful eagerness I saw; she wanted it this time, I could tell! I crawled up to give it to her, and I was barely even in range before she was grabbing my ass and yanking me onto her mouth, forcing her tongue as deep as she could reach! I squealed and laughed, Daddy coming up behind me once again to cuddle me and play with my boobs. But amazing as it all was, I was really starting to get worn out! I managed to hold out for three, since Mom seemed to be enjoying herself so much, but that was it for me; Daddy even had to help move me, I was so worn out, snuggling me down against her while he did the same on her other side, draping his arm over us both and holding us tight with his hand cupping my ass.