He unscrewed the cap off of the bottle, and spreading her buttocks apart, he poured oil along her crack and let it drip inside her. Indian sex “You know what, Aunt Etta…”
“Just Etta.”
“Oh, right, sorry Etta. Same day service!”
“What was wrong with the other bed?”
“Nothing really, I guess,” Etta said. “Park behind the Toyota,” Pam said. “I’ll do you first,” Pam said to Etta. “I have…”
“Nope,” he said with a smile, and took a baby step closer. But I’m not disappointed.”
“That’s good, that’s what we were hoping for. But why? “Yeah, right there, that’s it, ooh, I’m going to shoot my dirty cum all over you…”
Damn if that dirty talk didn’t drive him to the edge every damn time! He thought maybe the last few months had taken its toll, maybe he was outgrowing this craziness. STRAWBERRY TARTS
Billy always had a thing for redheads. Pam couldn’t resist: she knelt before Etta and put her mouth on her open pussy. “Your turn. Me too.”
They put their mouths together and shared a long, deep kiss. “I’ll be right back,” Pam said, and rushed over to pay her part of the tab. “I live with my aunt, my dad’s sister.
