It was exciting fucking my brother. Then the daughter squealed. Milf sex I groaned, my cunt clenching around his cock. I worked my hands up and down the girl’s left thigh, my fingers digging into her muscles, relaxing the tension from her. Just imagining you eating me.”
“Yes, yes,” I groaned, my lips pressed tight into Phillipa’s furry muff while her mother lowered herself, settling her own dark bush on her daughter’s lips. I sucked in deep breaths. I smiled, my pussy aching for another orgasm. I couldn’t hold off any longer. She had red hair that spilled about her head. “Eat me! Their lips melted together. “You can’t be here, Clint,” I groaned. Mmm, yes, I like that.”
“Never been touched by a girl?” I asked. I was glad that Juana, a dominating lesbian who was a close friend of my family (so close that she lived with us, and Clint, my brother, had bred her and her sister-slave), had come up with the idea of this massage parlor.
