“Here we are,” she told him with a
smile. Her tongue avidly licked the shaft of his boyhood flavours while the roof
of her throat worked the tender head. Milf sex “Oh yes,” her mother breathed. There were no signs of any recent punishment on Claire’s bottom, just
smooth flesh that spoke intimately of her adolescence. So Claire rose and drew off her uniform, her back
turned towards the mirror so her parents could admire her bottom as she
undressed. The look on his face told her he did. “You are not allowed any at Avondale Academy,” she explained, holding up
the tweezers so that everyone could see them. He was fidgeting; his
bottom still sore from the spanking he had received from Matron for not
cooperating during his morning enema. Claire held her father’s hips as his cock swelled
within her mouth, spurting a torrent of hot seed. His squeal traveled up her vaginal passage, as arousing as a hot hard
cock doing the same and she erupted on his face, gasping with the
pleasure just as his
