Cum Swapping Sluts - Briana Blaze and Ember

Doreen stutters out an answer as she feels her nipples grow hard under her simple t-shirt. To hide her own arousal, she returns to her vigorous sluts effort to rid the floor of a nasty grout problem. The turn she takes places her back on her hands and knees, but this time with her shapely ass pointed right at me. That’s when I notice for the first time what a fucking amazingly hot ass Nate’s mom is packing. I also get my first glimpse of camel toe, as the faded neon green exercise pants she wears for chores like this are luckily tighter and thinner than she thought they’d be. As she scrubs, her ass cheeks shake and I find myself as mesmerized by her crotch as she was by mine moments earlier. I silently bite my lip, internally shouting “Fuck me running I’d love to pop a cock into that!” I grab my sack and fluff my nuts a few times, before grabbing the milk and sitting down to eat. While I eat, Doreen works on her floor, all the time flashing back to the sight of her son’s friend’s young cock mere inches from her wanton lips. Her skin flushes beat red as her pussy grows wetter and wetter at the images flying through her naughty, lustful mind. She scrubs feverishly, trying to shake these ungodly thoughts from her normally far more pious mind, yet it is to no avail. I finish my cereal and am still way fucking horny, so I decide to jack off in the shower. As casually as I can muster, I tell Doreen I am off to take a shower, asking where towels could be found. Again she rises to her knees, this time facing me head on. My pants hanging low enough to show pubes only serve to hammer dead the angel on her left shoulder, giving complete control of her loins to the devil on the other. She tells me the guest towels are in the wash, but that she’ll bring them to me in a bit. Succumbing to my own ADD and need to get off, I hurry to the bathroom and fired up the water. I quickly forget all about towels as my body hits the warm water and my hand hits my rock hard cock. I lather up a good bit of soap and set to stroking my shaft. I want it to last, but I know I can’t take too long, as it might give me away. Doreen, her mind racing with lust and confusion, goes and gets a towel as she had promised. She fully intends to merely drop off the towel and leave, but hearing the shower’s water and feeling the moist heat draws her into shadowy places she didn’t know she could be taken. She soon finds herself standing outside my shower, an arms breadth from where I stand stroking my cock. Britney While I wasn’t moaning, she can tell that pumping my fist full of thick hard cock is precisely what I am doing. She struggles with morality for several moments when she hears me mutter “god damn Nate’s mom is fucking hot”. Not even sure she heard me; she thinks maybe she’d imagined it. Either way, her pussy is now soaking her pants through with desire. She gives into temptation and slyly peeks into my shower. There she finds me with my right leg up on the tub’s edge and my left hand stroking my cock, thumb inward, as if it was her hand stroking my cock. I start fucking my hand, muttering “man, your mouth feels good on my dick Mrs. R” as my hips pump my fist like I was fucking her face. Doreen blushes all over and begins fondling herself under her track pants, barely keeping the curtain pulled aside enough to swapping see the action. She doesn’t dare miss a second of this insanely wrong, but intensely satisfying peep show. She finds her own masturbatory motions falling right into line with mine as she feels her arousal creep towards orgasm. Alas, being the young man that I am, I am unable to hold off for long. A few seconds later I am shooting thick gobs of cum all over the shower walls and tub floor. As I sink down in exhaustion and begin the frantic cleanup process, Doreen quickly flees the bathroom, only to practically fling her bedroom door closed while she tears off her clothes. Jumping under the covers, she frantically masturbates to an orgasm that is so powerfully intense as to demand her screaming into her pillow for fear of being heard. Then cum the floodgates are opened. Her body, overcome with unfulfilled desire, wrests complete control from her mind, forcing briana it to replay endlessly the images of my soap-slicked erection and how close her lips came to tasting the fullness of my turgid tool. Her ears begin blasting an amalgamation soundtrack of my masturbatory utterances and lust-induced statements regarding her. Time slips away through the repeated ebbs and flows of her many orgasms that follow the titanic initial flood. Exhausted and sated at last, she lies on top of her covers, spread eagle and drenched in sweat. Was it Zena? But,” he looked over at her face, so close to his. Paula stood up, a bit wobbly to lean into me and cum kiss me. Tina came over and joined in the kiss. I had no idea how I’d feel, but I wanted to find out. Some were quite short while others were more lengthy, although all seemed to have Yes/No answers, or simple one-word answers like 'red' as your favorite color. "Yes." "How much extra?" She sat straddling my lap facing me and I could feel her bottom cheeks and skimpy knickers cupped in my hands as I held her there. Mandy saw this and not to be out done leaned over and sucked on our mothers nipple. The place was full of men who looked a seedy lot and the place went silent as he guided her to briana a bar stool he helped up and as she sat down she sluts felt uncomfortable with the butt plug he pushed her coat up past her knees and said keep your legs open then he undid the top buttons of her coat. I blushed and put my head down. He growled and pressed himself harder against Mollie. That was wonderful! I cum so much I start feeling swapping light-headed and I have to grab the table to balance myself. "Feel me too, Mike," she cried, "I'm not scared. Her conscience told her to stop him, but her Britney body told her how much she wanted this to happen. I need the pickaxe because the ground is frozen solid, and I broke two shovels.